The Best Day of the Month
My favorite day of the month is whenever this baby arrives in my mailbox: It makes my heart go pitter-patter just seeing it lying there in my mail box. I begin each reading with great debate over whether to plow right through it in one self-indulgent evening or savor it, stretching the reading out over the course of a week or so (I don't think I've ever made it last longer than that, save for possibly during those early, sleep deprived days of parenthood). I was lucky enough to marry The Mister whose father and step mother had been getting this magazine which I somehow NEVER KNEW ABOUT for many years. My first visit to their home became an opportunity to read as many back issues as down time would allow. It was fabulous! Lucky for me, those same wonderful in-laws got me a subscription to this magazine after seeing my zest for it at their home (and possibly wondering about this strange new daughter-in-law who would rather read magazine after magazine that interact with