During General Conference (Mormon thing) we always get doughnuts on Saturday, and I make Cinnamon rolls on Sunday. My friend calls it cardiac weekend, because most moms tend to round-off the morning with sausage and cheese filled eggs, juice, a big ol' bowl of lard. And heck, I wouldn't want my family to feel left out.
Really, it's a day of rest people, and today we don't even have to get Sunday clothes on.
Feel the joy.
And the angina.