Saturday Morning Quotes: Embracing the Joy of the Weekend
Waking up to the Delights of Saturday Morning
Saturday morning brings with it a sense of anticipation, relaxation, and the promise of a beautiful day ahead. It is a time to pause, recharge, and indulge in the simple pleasures that make life worthwhile. In this article, we celebrate the magic of Saturday morning and present a collection of uplifting quotes that capture the essence of this cherished time.
Saturday morning is a precious gift, a moment to savor the freedom from the demands of the workweek and the opportunity to embrace leisure, connection, and self-care. It is a time to slow down, to enjoy a cup of coffee, to spend time with loved ones, and to engage in activities that bring us joy and nourish our souls.
Embracing the Joy: Quotes that Inspire Saturday Mornings
Throughout history, writers, poets, and philosophers have contemplated the beauty and significance of Saturday morning. Their words encapsulate the essence of this special time, reminding us to embrace the present moment and relish in the delights of the weekend. Below, we present a collection of heartwarming Saturday morning quotes that inspire us to make the most of this precious time.
I’ve always thought that a Saturday morning at home should be education time. I mean fun education, for example learning to cook a dish or reading about something new. So I put on documentaries, get a bunch of magazines and newspapers and use the morning to make myself better.
I loved fantasy, but I particularly loved the stories in which somebody got out of where they were and into somewhere better – as in the ‘Chronicles Of Narnia,’ ‘The Wizard Of Oz,’ ‘The Phantom Tollbooth,’ the ‘Dungeons & Dragons’ cartoon on Saturday morning in the ’80s.
When I was a kid, ‘Land of the Lost’ was my favorite show, just because it was – in the landscape of Saturday morning cartoons – it was so unique. It was a live-action show and kids were in it, these creatures, these Sleestaks and dinosaurs. Every week was a different adventure. I couldn’t wait. I loved it so much.
Your body tells you what it needs, and if you sleep past your alarm on a Saturday morning, it’s probably because you need the sleep.
There was always laughter in our house. And I have great memories of my dad making an Ulster fry on a Saturday morning. They were legendary even though he couldn’t really cook.
Growing up in Canada, none of my family were performers or anything like that, but I was terrible at hockey, so they needed something for me to do on Saturdays for me to get out of the house. I signed up for theater school on Saturdays, and I’d go for four-and-a-half hours every Saturday morning and learn about theater.
I always wake up early Saturday morning, and I have a little bit more time, so I go to the gym.
It’s the little things you remember. My mam, Sue, would take me to training in a taxi when I was a kid if Dad, who is a builder, had to work on a Saturday morning. You look back at the stuff like that and realise the sacrifices were all worth it.
Both my mum and dad were great readers, and we would go every Saturday morning to the library, and my sister and I had a library card when we could pass off something as a signature, and all of us would come with an armful of books.
I used to go round to my granddad’s house on a Saturday morning, and we’d sit and eat our porridge and watch re-runs of ‘Steptoe and Son’ on BBC Two. I thought it was hilarious – and Rag ‘N’ Bone Man sounded like a blues name to me. It reminded me of people like Sonny Boy Williamson and Big Mama Thornton.
I miss Saturday morning, rolling out of bed, not shaving, getting into my car with my girls, driving to the supermarket, squeezing the fruit, getting my car washed, taking walks.
For a gut punch of nostalgia, consider that Saturday morning cartoons are now largely a thing of the past.
My great-grandfather started in the coal mines, and my great grandmother made 10 pounds of bread every Saturday morning that we delivered to the neighbors. It was always about giving back. These kinds of things drive me to make a difference.
Home for me is London now, and my weekend will start on a Saturday morning when I’ll try to have a lie-in until 8 A.M. Anything longer than that feels like I’m wasting my day.
My mom was a big ‘Smurfs’ fan, so she would force me to watch every Saturday morning. I had no choice in the matter. I would jump downstairs on Saturday morning, ‘Hurray, cartoons!’ and she would say, ‘Smurfs! That’s what you’re watching.’
I’d prefer no practices and just Saturday, Sunday. Just qualify Saturday morning, race Saturday afternoon, and race again Sunday. Less laps of nonsense and more laps of meaningful business.
I grew up watching ‘The Lone Ranger.’ I would get up every Saturday morning, earlier than all the other kids, to watch a black and white western with Clayton Moore that hadn’t filmed a new episode since 1957.
Saturday morning, you knew what was cool by what was on ‘Soul Train.’
When I was growing up we didn’t have cable. All that came on Saturday morning was Notre Dame football, and I was there every time to watch it.
I used to go to a Gaelic class on a Saturday morning, but I never felt myself that I could speak it properly.
We were pushing the boundaries a bit of Saturday morning telly and trying new things.
I have to always go back to Tim Horton’s, it’s my favorite spot. I remember growing up as a kid – my mom, every Saturday morning she’d go the hairdresser and she’d give me two dollars to go buy donuts.
With Saturday morning cartoons, you’ve got to start at 6 A.M., right?
Mobile is a seaport town, and we ate a lot of seafood. We’d go fishing, we’d catch our fish and we’d eat our fish. It was a ritual on Saturday morning for all my family – my grandfather, my brothers, my uncles, my father – to go fishing, and then the ladies of the family would clean the fish and fry them up.
I feel like I was hit by all of geek culture at once while I was growing up in the ’70s and ’80s. Saturday morning cartoons like ‘Star Blazers’ and ‘Robotech.’ Live action Japanese shows like ‘Ultraman’ and ‘The Space Giants.’
My happy place is having a Saturday morning while everybody else is just mooching about and I’ll do a big old batch cook and have music on in the kitchen.
The thing that I miss more than anything is doing Saturday morning telly. It was the best, best, best three years.
When I get back home, I want to spend as much time with my family as I can. I love just being at home and not having to rush off anywhere so on Saturday morning I might make a big breakfast with freshly-squeezed orange juice, yoghurt, eggs and bacon.
On Saturday morning, I like to get up early and go out – TV is banned!
I remember lying on the floor of my room, staring at a black-and-white television for most of the ’80s – watching ‘Diff’rent Strokes,’ ‘Facts of Life,’ ‘Silver Spoons,’ Saturday morning cartoons, and ‘Murder, She Wrote’ while eating an insane amount of Stouffer’s French bread pizza. I was sucked into it all.
Later, in the early teens, I used to ride my bike every Saturday morning to the nearest airport, ten miles away, push airplanes in and out of the hangars, and clean up the hangars.
My aunt had a season ticket for the Friday afternoon concerts, and I would go down for lessons. My lessons were Saturday morning.
Growing up, of course I was the coolest girl in the 3rd grade because I told everyone that my dad was a wrestler, and I would bring in these wrestling magazines of him, and every Saturday morning, he would be body slamming me on my bed.
Every Saturday morning when we are making breakfast, we twerk in the kitchen. It is so much fun.
Well, he doesn’t make me laugh. I think I’ve got a fair sense of humour but I can’t really see it in him. I’ve listened to his show on the radio on a Saturday morning, and that’s a load of mince as well.
Ian St. John
In conclusion, Saturday morning is a magical time that invites us to embrace the joy, relaxation, and possibilities that the weekend brings. It is an opportunity to connect with ourselves, our loved ones, and the world around us. May these quotes serve as a reminder to savor the simple pleasures, nurture our well-being, and create cherished memories on this special day. Embrace the beauty of Saturday morning and let it set the tone for a weekend filled with happiness, fulfillment, and rejuvenation.