ON THE MARK.

You may think I live the glamorous life of a TV star.  Not true.  I'm just like you.  If I don't get enough done on Saturday, then Sunday becomes the day of work, rather than the day of rest.
7 a.m.  Forget about sleeping in. Must drive son to work because god forbid he has to take his bike and maybe get caught in the rain and then come down with pneumonia and then I'll never hear the end of it from my wife who suggested we get up early in the first place.
8 a.m.  Witness the splendor of the Niagara Escarpment in full bloom and with the sun spotlighting Stoney Creek mountain.   Breathe in.  Breathe out.  Life is good.
9 a.m.  After a leisurely drive along the beach strip, we end up in Burlington, at the Williams Caf-ay (I know that's not how you spell it, but I don't have an accent egue on my keyboard)  It is too early to go to Costco, as they don't open until 10 a.m. I want to be the first in line.  In fact, next time I'm going to camp out the night before.  Costco is better than a Neil Young concert.  Cheaper too.
My coffee is bitter, and I tell the server so.  He is back in 5 minutes with a fresh cup that is absolutely heaven.  The breakfast wrap is terrific as well.  My wife had one of those fancy teas with "Latt-ay" in the name.
9:45 a.m.  We are the first ones through the doors at Costco.  It's like being first in line at the CNE when you were a kid.  Where do we go first?  Waffle Ice Cream?  Bumper Cars?  Polar Express?  The Midway?
There's something to be said about getting in early, grabbing everything on your list (and a few things that weren't, like sweat socks, orchids and wiper blades) and being checked out by 11 a.m.  Costco isn't so bad after all.
11:01 a.m.  After loading up the car, my wife suggests we go to Ikea because it's nearby and we need to look around.   As a guy, I know we shop differently.  We have a list.  We go to the store and buy the items on that list and then we go home.  Not so fast.  At Ikea, you just can't buy what's on your list, you have to look at EVERYTHING.   We recently bought new furniture for our living room.  Why do I need to look at more living room furniture?   Don't ask, just follow along.
12 Noon   I am dying to watch some sports, but we have a shopping list to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.  Now we are headed home to unpack from Costco and Ikea, and pack up stuff that has to go to Value Village.  My wife wants the basement clutter eliminated, and that means putting lots of stuff in green garbage bags.  Then it's off to VV to drop it off.
1:00 p.m.  A bunch of NFL games are kicking off, but now we're heading to Wal-Mart in Waterdown to get stuff we couldn't find at Costco or Ikea.   I didn't think that was possible.  Walking through this gigantic store pushing a stroller, I realize I have now spent most of my Sunday in big box stores.
2:30 p.m.   I'm headed out for a photo shoot because I need to upgrade the pictures on my website, www.sportlightproductions.com.   Bailey and Dave have the lights all set up and I stand there with a grin on my face while Bailey shoots about a thousand pictures.  I'm hoping there's a good one in the bunch (There is!)  We're going to have an ad in the Dundas Real McCoys hockey programme and I've got to look my best.  I'm going to be a season ticket  holder this year.  It'll cost me 200 bucks for the season, or about the same amount I paid for ONE TICKET at the last Leaf game I attended (They lost 2-0 to Anaheim and I left early in the third period.  How's that for value?)
4:00 p.m.  My wife and sons have gone for a nap, so I begin preparing the evening meal (Dirty Rice and Caesar Salad) while keeping a close eye on a bunch of football games and the Yankees-Tigers.   The umpire blows an easy call that goes against the Yankees and pretty soon Detroit has scored 3 times to break open a scoreless tie.   I love it because I'm sick of seeing the Yankees win all the time.  Detroit is going to win the World Series.  
5:30 p.m. I'm watching the Pattison Canadian International horse race from Woodbine.  Joshua Tree wins the race.  Last year, I bet on Joshua Tree.  He ran second.  Why wasn't I at the track today?   Oh yeah, I was at Costco, Ikea, Wal-Mart and Value Village.
7:00 p.m.  The Buffalo Bills just coughed up a lead and allowed Arizona's Jay (Touchy) Feely to kick a 61 yard field goal to tie the game.  Yikes!   A few minutes later, with no time left on the clock, Feely lines up for
what should be the game winning field goal from 38 yards out.   No good!  It hit the upright.    In overtime, the Bills intercept a pass, kick the game winning field goal and escape with a win they didn't deserve.
9:00 p.m.    Dinner dishes done, it's "Dexter" time.  It's the one show I can't afford to miss.   He's a serial killer and his sister is the commanding officer at the cop shop where he's a blood splatter expert.   She just found it he's a serial killer.  Great show.
11:00 p.m.  Watching TSN or Sportsnet, I'm not sure which.   All the football highlights.  All the baseball.  No hockey.  No commercials for Costco, Wal-Mart, Value Village or Ikea.   Why should they advertise?  They've already got my money.