Magazine Day

There are certain days of every month that rival the others. Like Saturdays and Sundays, Mondays (I know not all agree with me on this day), and I think almost all agree on Fridays.

One of my favorite days, regardless of the actual day of the week, is Magazine Day. No, it is not a national holiday (that I know of); I capitalize because it is one of my personal holidays. I open the mailbox and a promise presents itself: quiet time, reading, learning, beautiful pictures, ideas, creative sparks.

I subscribe to two cooking magazines and a few quilting magazines. One of my favorite magazines, and the longest subscribed to (I think since I was married eleven years ago), is Martha Stewart Living.

(this isn't the current issue--I believe this is last year's issue)

It has changed over the years, but almost always

offers ideas that I can use now or in the near future.

When I open that mailbox door to bills, advertisements and illegally-placed neighborhood announcements, and I see a glossy magazine cover, I quickly predict the evening's decadence:

(okay. it isn't me in the shot, nor was the picture taken in the last few decades.
but i couldn't resist posting this picture. she looks so innocent and happy that she could be looking at this paper upside-down, and she'd get away with it.)

Not many activities make me feel more relaxed and more pampered, than a beautifully-scented bubble bath and a fresh magazine in my hands.

It is so nice to have these simple pleasures in life. What are yours?