While we usually spend our Saturday and sometimes our Sunday mornings going for brunch, last weekend I actually planned ahead a bit. We had burgers for dinner as a special treat for my honey and since buns come a gazillion to a package I decided I'd make breakfast sandwiches the next morning.
I make breakfast at home so rarely that I sometimes forget how truly nice it is. Roll out of bed, toss my hair up in a messy bun and make a simple but yummy meal to be eaten in my pajamas in front of the tv. Total bliss, y'all. Really.