There's something about knowing that it's the last uninterrupted stretch before Jay heads back to the grind that makes me cherish Sundays more than Saturdays. Perhaps knowing this simple fact, I tend to look at our Saturdays with regret. That we somehow took it for granted. It's not that our Saturdays aren't fun, though admittedly far from eventful, it's just they aren't appreciated in the same light. So on Sunday, like the last day of a vacation, I always pay more attention.