Saturday morning cartoons.

There is nothing quite as nice as a homemade breakfast. My once traditional Saturday morning hangover cure breakfast of freshly made red chile, sausage, eggs, beans, tortilla and hashbrowns has downsized. This morning it's sliced potatoes, eggs fresh from the chicken coop and some french-press coffee. But it's just right. And, wow, fresh eggs are really amazing. I want a chicken or two. My traditional breakfast time of 1pm, however, has remained intact. Now if I had only gotten paid on Friday I could start my garden today too. That would be the perfect day. But I'll have to wait till Monday for that.