The one where she decides that

Thursday is the new Friday.  Hey, I figure if 50 is the new thirty and 40 is the new 20, then why can’t Thursday be the new Friday and don’t forget that navy is the new black.

I’m off tomorrow and I’m knitting and baking, I’ve worked for it all week and I deserve it.  Am I the only person that gets a happy, contented rush from those?  Something about working with my hands, following familiar routines is very soothing for me.  OK, does this mean that knitting is the new yoga?

You don’t need a weather man to know which way the wind blows.  Bob Dylan