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My favourite part of the week is on Saturday morning when I wake up with Dano, windows awash with sunlight, and we sit in bed and plan out our Saturday. Chances are there's some party or something, but generally that's not til later, and really, nobody expects me anywhere before noon on a weekend anyway, so we have usually have a few hours to ourselves. This tradition started back in the days of ORACLE when Dano was traveling every week for months on end, so Friday night, sometime between 10 and midnight he'd fly in and text me and then we'd stay up all night catching up, and then that would bring us to Saturday morning.
Sweet, sweet Saturday morning. Saturday morning is always so rife with possibilities. Should we get up and grab diner breakfast? Perhaps we could go yardsailing or something. Ooo, let's vacuum today!
So one Saturday morning just a couple weeks ago, we woke up uncharacteristically early, about 7:30, and began planning out our day. And Dano asked me to marry him. And I said yes, and then we fell asleep til noon.
Sweet, sweet Saturday morning. Saturday morning is always so rife with possibilities. Should we get up and grab diner breakfast? Perhaps we could go yardsailing or something. Ooo, let's vacuum today!
So one Saturday morning just a couple weeks ago, we woke up uncharacteristically early, about 7:30, and began planning out our day. And Dano asked me to marry him. And I said yes, and then we fell asleep til noon.