Every Friday night I end up wanting to write the same thing. 
That is because Friday night's do feel different to me then other nights and Fridays do feel, well, like Fridays.  Perhaps the reason that they feel pretty much the same is because they are pretty much the same.  But there is one difference that last week and this week have that is different from the Friday nights before.  We did not go out to dinner those 2 times.  We stayed here and tonight my wife fixed me meat loaf and scalloped potatoes.  I don't remember what she fixed me last week.  Mostly Fridays feel like the end of a work week and usually the day after is relatively less pressure in schedule and work.  Tomorrow will be a little different because we will be up and off to Kaysville for Chase's baptism.  That will mean a suit and a tie for Saturday which is downright weird, not unheard of but rare enough to be weird.  But family, ah, family, what else really matters?  Without family life would certainly be empty.  (Maybe a bit more relaxed, but empty.)  So I actually feel a little pressure to get to bed even though I don't have to get up 'that' early.   This Saturday will be different, but certainly in a good way.