At this point, I’m really feeling baked goods.  The mixes in the kitchen call my name…”Jill, make me!”  We start Saturdays with a trip to Chelsea Piers then Blue Bottle.  Real workout for him, light spin on the elliptical for me (more me being able to watch TV than really getting the heart rate up).  Then blueberry muffins.  My parents bring me a mix from Jordan’s in Maine every year.  They never disappoint.  May as well top it off with a solid pat of butter.  Why not?