The following words or phrases are about Sunday:
“A hypocrite is a fellow who is not himself on Sundays”
“A hypocrite is a person who is not himself on Sunday”
“A hypocrite is someone who’s not themselves on Sunday”
“A Sunday well spent brings a week of content”
“August is like the Sunday of summer”
“Better days are coming. They are called Saturday and Sunday”
“Better days are just around the corner. They are called Friday, Saturday and Sunday”
“Carbs don’t count on Sunday”
“Carbs don’t count on Sundays”
“Carbs on Sunday don’t count. Those are the Lord’s carbs and He wants you to be happy”
“Cheers to Sunday! May your coffee be strong, your pajamas be comfy and your naps be uninterrupted”
“Cheers to the weekend. May your coffee be strong, your pajamas comfy and your naps uninterrupted!”
“Dance like nobody’s watching. Drink on Sundays like you don’t have to go to work in the morning”
“Eagles don’t deliver on Sunday” (NFL football joke)
“Easy like Sunday coffee”
“Eleven o’clock on Sunday morning is the most segregated hour in America”
“How the days feel: Mooooooonday Tueeeeeesday Weednesday Thuursday Friday Strdy S”
“I am not emotionally prepared for tomorrow to be Monday”
“I don’t care what day it is. It’s early… I’m grumpy… I want coffee”
“I have a feeling that my ‘check liver’ light’ may come on this weekend”
“I swear it was Friday like 5 minutes ago”
“I swear it was Friday like 2 seconds ago”
“I wish this Sunday coffee had another weekend in it”
“If all the cars in the United States were placed end to end it would be Sunday afternoon”
“If your Sunday doesn’t involve wine and yoga pants, you’re doing it wrong”
“It is Sunday. I plan on doing nothing and plenty of it”
“It’s not a Sunday unless you completely waste it, then feel really sad around 8 p.m.”
“It’s not a Sunday unless you totally waste the whole day”
“It’s the weekend, baby! Might mess around and use a different setting on the washing machine”
“Keep calm and pretend that tomorrow is not Monday” (Sunday saying)
“Let’s get this weekend going, people! That wine ain’t gonna pour itself!”
“Let’s get this weekend started, people! This wine ain’t gonna pour itself!”
“May everything you want this weekend be within reach of the couch”
“May everything you want this weekend be within reach of your couch”
“May your coffee be strong and your Sunday be long”
“Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday blink Monday”
“Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday blink Monday”
“My body only fights off illness on Saturday and Sunday. I have a weekend immune system”
“My goal this weekend is to move just enough so people don’t think I’m dead”
“My Saturday was going pretty well until I realized it was Sunday”
“No matter how busy my Sunday gets, I always manage to set aside time to panic about Monday”
“On any given Sunday” (“On any given Saturday”)
“On Sunday mornings, I like to wake up slow and sit on the couch having coffee for 37 hours”
“On Sundays, my coffee is recreational. As opposed to weekdays, when it’s medicinal”
“Paychecks and weekends have a lot in common. They are short and don’t last long enough”
“Saturdays are for adventure; Sundays are for cuddling”
“See life through the lens of a Sunday morning and everything will be easy”
“So tomorrow is Monday again? I can’t keep living like this”
“Sunday, a day to relax, drink coffee, and just be”
“Sunday carbs don’t count. Those are the Lord’s carbs and He wants us to be happy”
“Sunday carbs don’t count. Those are the Lord’s carbs and He wants you to be happy”
“Sunday is a day of rest. The rest of the laundry, the rest of the housework…”
“Sunday is a day to thank God for all His blessings of the last week”
“Sunday is a special day because you get to regret the weekend AND dread the week”
“Sunday morning coffee is about pleasure. Monday morning coffee is about necessity”
“Sunday morning coffee is about pleasure, whereas Monday morning coffee is about necessity”
“Sunday night is just pure panic about Monday morning”
“Sunday, the day for the language of leisure”
“Sundays are no place for pants or responsibilities”
“Sundays have no place for pants or responsibilities”
“Sundays should come with a pause button”
“The only reason I get up early on a Sunday is coffee”
“The only reason I’m up this early on a Sunday is the coffee”
“The only thing that travels faster than light is weekends”
“The weekend should get a speeding ticket”
“There needs to be a restaurant named Chick-fil-B open exclusively on Sundays”
“There’s no more difficult transition than Sunday to Monday”
“This is your Sunday evening reminder that you can handle whatever this week throws at you”
“Warning: Going to sleep on Sunday will cause Monday”
“Weekends don’t count unless you spend them doing something completely pointless”
“Weekends used to feel like mini vacations. Now they feel like the minute boxers get”
“Win on Sunday, sell on Monday” (auto racing adage)
“You don’t build a church for Easter Sunday”
Full Ginsburg (to appear on all Sunday morning news shows)
Pay-to-Pray (Sunday parking meter regulations)
Pre-Monday (Sunday nickname)
Selection Sunday
Shunday
Sober Sunday
Above, a 1934 plaque from the Big Apple Night Club at West 135th Street and Seventh Avenue in Harlem. Discarded as trash in 2006. Now a Popeyes fast food restaurant on Google Maps.
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Above, Big Apple Corner at 54th Street and Broadway in Manhattan. Google Maps. Stolen and missing, 2021-2024.
Above, John J. Fitz Gerald, from the Aug. 15, 1931, Binghamton (NY) Press, pg. 14.
Listen to Robert Emmerich introduce "The Big Apple," a hit song from 1937. Music written by Bob and performed by Tommy Dorsey's Clambake Seven with Bob on piano. Lyrics written by Buddy Bernier and sung by Edythe Wright. Audio provided by Dorothy Emmerich.
Also listen to a 1937 "The Big Apple" song by Ozzie Nelson and his Orchestra. See a 1929 photo of John J. Fitz Gerald and a 1931 photo of John J. Fitz Gerald.
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