Friday

Friday! Glorious Friday. I don’t know why I love Friday so much. For almost all of my working life, Friday meant I still had one more day of work to get through. But in the very early years of work, Friday meant the weekend stretched far out in front of me.

Nowadays, I take late afternoons off on Friday and work on most Saturdays. So Friday night I rest. I really don’t have much to say today other than, it has been a good Friday.

Here is an oil painting of my Buddy Dog that I did back in 2010. He's a bit older today, but still my sweet fur baby.