Nothing can make me jump out of my bed than eternal, carbon-blue skies.
I have this thing going on every weekend. As soon as I get up on Saturday morning (or afternoon), I peer through the peephole of my front door and see a small part of the day. If blue strikes through the small hole, I take a quick shower and spend the rest of the day outside. Otherwise, I watch Six Feet Under reruns until it gets dark.
Have a nice weekend everyone!