It was cold and it was Saturday. I lit a fire and we stayed in all day in our pyjamas, well, track pants and hoodies and these ridiculous fur lined explorer socks, I kid you not, that Sam bough recently.
We watched all three Lord of The Rings movies. Sam loves them. I like them.
Sam cooked sausages and I made mashed potato for lunch. He cooked roast chicken and roast potatoes for dinner.
We were snuggled up on couches with bulldogs all day. They know how to relax the two bulldogs guilt free, we could all learn something.
No guilt was felt by one and all, all day, I can assure you.
And the day slipped away, just like that, just how a Saturday should.