Some might argue that life in the suburbs is the best of both worlds; a little bit country, a little bit rock 'n' roll. Despite living in a city (once or twice) I've always been a country girl at heart and sometimes can't help but think that surburbia is no man's land, neither here nor there, the worst of both worlds. The solution? A house in the country and a pied-a-terre in town perhaps? May be not in our budget just yet. How about Saturday downtown for brunch with a long lost friend and Sunday in the garden?
That'll do nicely.