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There is nothing quite like the feeling of a Friday Night. Whether we go out and let loose, or relax in our jammies, the absolute freedom of two days without deadlines and responsibility hovers in the air like a pink cloud of eternity. I spend the week waiting for Friday night to come. The whole house buzzes with anticipation on Friday morning. The day flies by as though it, too, can't wait for the weekend. Thank heaven for the weekly gift we call Friday Night.