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Daily Dabble: Saturday Wake & Bake — My Weekly Appointment with Absolutely Nothing

Daily Dabble: Saturday Wake & Bake — My Weekly Appointment with Absolutely Nothing



Monday through Friday, I’m a model citizen. Alarm goes off, coffee goes in, Bud D. Lite is all business — or at least I convincingly pretend to be. But Saturday morning? Whole different operating system. Saturday morning is mine. Saturday morning is sacred. Saturday morning is my Wake & Bake day.


Step One: The No-Alarm Zone

The magic starts before I even open my eyes. There’s no alarm screaming at me like a drill sergeant. No phone buzzing with “urgent” nonsense. Instead, I wake up naturally — slow, warm, wrapped in a blanket burrito — and spend a good ten minutes staring at the ceiling like I’m deep in philosophical thought, when really I’m just debating if I have enough milk for coffee.Kushie, my Brittany bird dog and self-appointed weekend co-pilot, is usually curled up at my feet. She gives me this look like, So… are we doing this or what? She knows what’s coming.

Step Two: The Pre-Flight Coffee Ritual

Weekday coffee is all about speed. Saturday coffee is an art form. French press, fresh-ground beans, water heated to that exact Goldilocks temperature. The kitchen fills with that rich, hypnotic smell that could probably bring me back from the dead if needed. While the water’s heating, I pull out the strain of the day. Saturdays get the good stuff — no shake, no leftovers, no “this’ll do” stash. This is something smooth and friendly, a strain that pairs well with caffeine and light responsibilities. If coffee is my steering wheel, weed is the cruise control.

Step Three: The First Hit Agreement

I step onto the porch (or by the open kitchen window if it’s raining) and take that first long inhale. This is the handshake between me and the weekend — a binding contract that nothing stressful will be allowed into my day until at least noon.The exhale curls into the cool morning air, slow and lazy, like it’s got nowhere to be. Kushie just sits there wagging her tail, pretending she’s here for “moral support” but really just waiting for breakfast scraps.

Step Four: The Brunch Build

This isn’t “breakfast.” This is an event. Eggs, bacon, crispy hash browns, maybe some pancakes the size of manhole covers. If I’m feeling fancy, I’ll throw in avocado toast and pretend I’m a health influencer. By this point the coffee’s kicked in, the buzz is just right, and my kitchen has transformed into my own Food Network set — except my sous chef is a dog and I’m taste-testing way more than any responsible chef should.

Step Five: The Lazy Dive

Saturday Wake & Bake is about indulgence, not productivity.

Once I’ve eaten, I slide into my Comfy Clothes Level 2 — the hoodie that’s somehow softer than anything I’ve bought in the last five years — and pick my morning entertainment.

  • TV: Comfort shows only. Brooklyn Nine-Nine, Archer, or The Office dinner party episode if I want to laugh until my face hurts.
  • Scrolling: Pinterest food boards, stoner memes, or random DIY projects I will absolutely never build.
  • Gaming: Something low-stakes and colorful where my main goal is to explore, not survive. If I die in the first 10 minutes, the controller’s getting put down until Sunday.


Step Six: The Noon Line

The Noon Line is sacred. It’s the moment I check the clock and decide whether I’m going to keep riding this wave or maybe be a functioning human being. Usually, the answer is “keep riding.”By this point, I’m mellow, full, caffeinated, and so far from stressed that you could hand me a bill from 2019 and I’d just shrug and use it as a coaster.

Why the Weekend Wake & Bake Matters

People think it’s about the weed. It’s not. It’s about reclaiming the morning. It’s about telling the world, “No, you can’t have my first three hours of consciousness. They belong to me.”

We live in a time when everything’s urgent. Emails at 7 AM, breaking news every 10 minutes, productivity hacks shoved in your face like you’re in a constant race. The weekend Wake & Bake is my way of flipping the bird to all that. I’m not “wasting time.” I’m investing it — in my peace, my sanity, my mental reset. The weed just helps me appreciate the soundtrack.

Bud’s Official Weekend Wake & Bake Rules

If you’re gonna do it, do it right:

  1. No alarms. If you wake up before 8 AM, you’re legally required to go back to sleep.
  2. Good coffee, good weed. Don’t bring weekday leftovers to a Saturday ritual.
  3. Eat like you mean it. Calories don’t count on weekends.
  4. Avoid real pants. If it has a zipper, it’s not welcome here.
  5. No doomscrolling. The only scrolling allowed is memes, recipes, or pet videos.


Saturday Wake & Bake isn’t a “guilty pleasure.”

It’s just a pleasure — guilt optional.

And come Sunday, when I’m winding down, I’ll already be counting the days until the next sacred morning where I can start the day exactly how I want.