(Potential NSFW) Are you "Easy like Sunday morning?"?
Years ago I jokingly told someone that I was easy like Sunday morning (a lyrical play on words with the song Easy). It still is an inside standing joke for me.
How are you “Easy like Sunday morning?”
What does easy like Sunday morning mean to you?
Are you easier on Sunday morning?
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Easy like Sunday morning means no rushing, no drama, sleeping in, snuggling, waffles, and waking up happy.
I’m easy.
We just had our Sunday morning ritual of French toast. Unfortunately, my husband works on Sundays so now he is about to rush off, and I will consider this a work day too.
But it used to mean soft music playing, reading the paper, going out to a park with coffee and bagels, lovemaking.
Lionel puts the Commode in The Commodores.
Sunday mornings aren’t easy for me. Usually, that is the busy morning for trying to make breakfast for everyone (waffles and bacon), doing dishes, and laundry.
A better musical description of me? I am the Walrus.
There’s something in a Sunday, makes a body feel alone.
I can’t stand that song! For me it’s tough like a Sunday Morning lol :)
Nope, not at all. I’m almost never relaxed or languid… but I do like my waffles :D
I’m easy any day of the week, the wife just has to tip me the wink & i’m never going to refuse…....unless I happen to be doing the dishes, then she’ll have to wait.
Not sexually: I am a super easy person, in general. I don’t stress, I’m laid back, just like I like my Sunday mornings. My Sunday morning consisted of riding my bike home at 7 am from my friends house that I passed out at last night, so to to work at 830. It was chilly but sunny and all the trees just exploded with leaves in the past week so it was so gorgeous. Stuff like that is how I like my Sunday mornings.
Sexually: I’m pretty easy there too. I’m working on it. It is not a trait I like.
I’m easy either way. :) Doesn’t have to be Sunday.
It’s more like take it easy on Sunday morning for me…..it’s very difficult to rush me or push me on Sunday morning. I spent my youth being forced to attend mass every Sunday. I hated the rush but loved the cinnamon rolls before or donuts after mass. We had a strict bathroom schedule on Sundays!!! So many girls getting ready at the same time! Hectic and timed down to the minute, 15 minutes and your time is up and someone is banigng on the bathroom door, lol. So now, for me,Sunday is relaxing with coffee and reading and just doing whatever the hell I feel like! Just don’t rush me, EVER!!!! It’s Sunday. If easy includes lovemaking, all the better…then, most assuredly, do not rush!
Today I got up at 8. That’s just half an hour later than most days. I would have liked to sleep longer, but I couldn’t. I got up and made a pie, so I could get that out of the way, leaving time to do whatever else needed doing later. That turned out to be going to the garden store and buying a lot of flowers and then coming back and putting the flowers in the garden.
Sometimes we have waffles. Or today, my daughter made chocolate chip pancakes, her favorite. She usually makes them way after I’ve gotten on with my day. So I didn’t eat any. They are a little to rich for my taste, anyway.
Sometimes we might go out for brunch. That’s nice not to have to make it all ourselves and clean up after.
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