I always love Saturdays, but there's something extra special about slow, sleepy Saturday mornings in fall . . . Sleeping in. Waking up, only to trudge downstairs and curl up with Zooey on the couch. Homemade iced mochas & French toast. Reading blogs & catching up on the lives of family & friends. Baking the rest of my mini cheesecakes. Reflecting on the high school retreat, where I get paid to hang out with teenagers (yeah, it's exhausting, but I'd be lying if I didn't admit that I had a blast). Planning crafts with friends & girls' nights with new neighbors. Listening to the steady churn of the washing machine. The anticipation of college football in the afternoon . . . delightful.