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11:44 a.m. - May 06, 2002 So the weekend was overcast and rainy and we didn't make it to the Ham and Yam festival on Saturday. I really wanted to go. I ended up laying in bed until noon which I hate doing by the way. I feel like such a slug on the weekends. I have such a hard time with sleep and getting out of bed. That's the main reason I gave up on going to church,I just couldn't drag myself out of bed in time. I remember the days when I'd get up at 6 or 7 on the weekends and really dug it. I'd have an hour or two of quiet time, just for me, before Mark and Olivia would wake up. And I made it to church every Sunday. Oh, how I wish for those days again. I did make some killer oatmeal raisin cookies though and touched up a few places where I had missed when I painted the living room last month. Mark tried to hang up my chandelier that my mom had sent me but kept blowing out other fuses everything he'd go to turn it on. C'mon, there's only two wires that we're working with here and neither one, when connected would make it work? I guess he'll have to ask Bob the Builder how he wired it when he gets to work today. So, all in all nothing very earth shattering. This, as Martha would say, is a good thing. Question of the day #13: What would constitute a "a perfect evening" for you? ciao � � |