Since I was a kid, Friday's have always been my favorite day of the week.
They are pregnant with the excitement of the weekend...and since weekends rarely live up to the hype, I think that I have found more joy in the expectation of the weekend.
I notice as I get older that this holds true for most things.
-The Christmas season is actually the thing we love, not Christmas day which comes and goes so quickly that it's hard not to feel a little anti-climactic.
-The cup of coffee that I have been looking forward to since I went to sleep the night before gets downed, and I really don't remember drinking it.