100 Days of Blogging: Day 6

by Maggie Griffin

I will always love Saturday mornings. Growing up, my dad took over the kitchen on weekend mornings. French toast, waffles, pancakes...delicious--breakfast is his speciality! These days, Byron and I normally take off on Saturday mornings, trying to make it to the Farmer's Market or somewhere around town for coffee. But this Saturday, we took the Emerson approach.

Byron's new coffee grinder is "dialed in" to perfectly take our favorite locally roasted beans and transform them into the perfect espresso shot. Lattes are to me as Americanos are to Byron, and within 5 minutes, we were sipping our preferred beverages on the couch, getting our energy for the day from the natural light streaming in from our undressed windows. 

As hunger set in, we consulted the fridge and pantry and determined that we had our usual Saturday brunch staples at home--hashbrowns, perfectly crisped and seasoned, toast with butter melting on the warm crunch, and eggs, scrambled with ooey-gooey cheese. 

Full and energized, we took to the streets...of the neighborhood...with the pups on leashes. At the start of this year, I had high hopes of daily walks, and we charted our success through early February, and then, nothing, until this day. Wide mouthed panting and huge smiles were a sure sign of gratitude for the return to our resolution.

Second sleep set in for the pups and rest and relaxation was on the agenda for the humans of the house. 

4:30 came around and we hopped on our bikes and headed downtown to show our support for the Waco Immigrants Alliance, which was hosting a rally. We heard stories of vulnerability, bravery, and hope. As we learn more, we hope to become better allies to those in our community and better advocates for all those in our country each time we cast our vote. 

After this gathering, we biked further downtown to grab tacos from Torchy's, and then pedaled on home to grab the car (and my ID) to meet up with some friends at True Love. 

A slow, full day breeds happiness for the Griffins. And the best of these days start with breakfast at home, just like old times.