Squished and Prodded

...Sunday morning is always special. Quiet reverence rules the house. (except for Libby, the pug dog's snoring) Dressing for church, Larry checking his Blackberry. ( he works every Sunday, as he has to approve off day deliveries for salesmen in his district)

The house is drafty. I must plan the class projects for a new knitting class I am teaching on Wednesday.It is freezing outside. Larry is hanging over airfare to London, insisting that we shall celebrate my birthday there. Paint is wet in the work room. Today for Sunday dinner and a movie, I will make a chuck roast. Jami is busy working, Lauren & Josh are always in the middle of an adventure. This week I have been poked and prodded, examined, squished and bruised. Yes. I had a complete physical. Thank goodness that is over. No test results are in, but I feel relief that the exam part is done.

What a wonderful, beautiful day.....

Love you.

Me