Loves Sundays and being lazy…Then Monday comes and things get crazy !
Three of the worst words to hear’Tomorrow is Monday’
The hand Saturday, holds a broom is that Sunday caress best
Dear Weekend, I really enjoyed the time we spent together the past
couple days I’m sorry you had to leave so quickly, but just know
that you’ll be on my mind
Monday, I hate you Tuesday, you stink too, Wednesday still pushin
it, Thursday getting better, Fridaylove ya! Saturday you are
heaven, Sunday you’re OK
Wishes that Sundays came with a pause button!
Three of the worst words to hear ‘Tomorrow is Monday’
Sundaythe day you realize how much you’ve procrastinated
Loves Sundayseven it’s name sounds happyhope your Sunday is a
happy one
It takes centuries to tolerate idleness idleness Sunday
A Sunday well-spent brings a week of content
Loves Sundays and being lazy Then Monday comes and
things get crazy!!!
It’s Sunday night, the end of the weekend I don’t want to go to bed,
cause when I wake up it will be Monday and the weekend’s over
Loves Sundays and being lazyThen Monday comes and things get crazy!!!
Ah, Sunday, the day of rest… now THAT’S something to be thankful for!
Yesterday is history, Tomorrow is a mystery… Today is Sunday.
On Sunday morning, I’m not nervous… I can’t wait to tell
what God wants me to say.
Sunday please tell Monday to retire!
WARNING:: Going to bed on Sunday will cause Monday.
Start this Sunday with a clean heart. No doubt, no tears,
no fear, no worry. Thank God for his priceless gifts and miracles
throughout the world.
Wishes that Sundays came with a pause button!
*How girls status* Saturday: soooooo drunk like omg. Sunday:
John 3:16
Three of the worst words to hear… ‘Tomorrow is Monday’.
Oh dear Sunday, I want to sleep in your arms and have a fun day.
SUNDAY – The day… I planned a lot but actually do nothing.
There’s no more difficult transition than Sunday to Monday.
I really need a day between Saturday and Sunday!
Love is poached eggs and the Sunday newspaper and slow, hard sex.
It takes about 63,000 trees to make the newsprint for the
average Sunday edition of The New York Times.
Sunday already, now where is the weekend remote so I can hit
the rewind button.
3 words I like. . . Friday, Saturday and Sunday.
It’s Sunday night, the end of the weekend. I don’t want to go to
bed, cause when I wake up it will be Monday and the weekend’s over.
A Sunday well-spent brings a week of content.
God is not a Sunday plumber – he’s always available.
Sunday, good day, good work, Typhoon haired snake.
To everybody that is single don’t worry you will have your day……
Palm Sunday is just around the corner!
I hate Sunday all the people who crowd the streets,
ostensibly to rest.
Fridays: I sleep late. Saturdays: I sleep late. Sunday: I sleep
because I know I’ll regret it Monday morning.
Sunday is my official LAZY DAY.
Champagne makes you feel like it’s Sunday and better days are
just around the corner.
I spent a year in that town, one Sunday.
Sunday, the day for the language of leisure.
Ahhh… Sunday..the biggest decision of the day…to bathe or
not to bathe.
Time flows in a strange way on Sundays.
It was Sunday morning, and old people passed me like sad grey
waves on their way to church.
I go to church every Sunday, which is like going to the gas station
once a week and really, really filling up.
Thinks Sunday should be 48 hours instead of the usual 24,
so we have more time to prepare for Monday.
Sunday is the golden clasp that binds together the volume of
the week.
Happiness is a hot bath on a Sunday afternoon.
A Sunday school is a prison in which children do penance for
the evil conscience of their parents.
