a day lost

Do you ever have the feeling that if you get 1 day off each week you should do something you really enjoy & cherish every moment of it? I usually feel that way, but today I suppose I was generous. I slept from around 1 A.m. to 6 a.m., then spent some time with my dad. I had a baby blessing to go to, so I drove about 125 miles without eating first, and little sleep the night before. Which brings to mind, why is it you never feel tired until you're in the middle of something where you can't sleep. Anyhow, I went to the baby blessing, and sat sandwiched between an incredibly rude couple, and a couple oblivious to their child's tantrum. Which I've never understood, if your child is acting out, they want attention, but giving them attention will teach them to act out to get the attention. So it's understandable to ignore them, but when your in a public setting & your child is throwing his toys & sippy cup at the people sitting next to you, it's about time to intervene. Afterward, I was able to talk to my fiance' for a while, and knowing you sacrificed for a friend to see his baby blessed, and being able to talk to those you love makes any day a good day.