Painting on Sundays

Good morning. This Sunday morning, is wet. Rain has stopped but the wet damp ground is the focal point of today. Guests at dinner last night were animated and fun. We sat in the family room as dinner finished cooking, nibbling on appetizers and drinking (beer and wine) while the new oven did its number on the important items on the menu...

Today we have almost nothing planned. I am glad. It is rainy, and I am tired.

Have you ever noticed, when you are ready for a quiet day at home, someone always decides to invite you somewhere? AND when you are dying to go somewhere, do something, no one has a blasted idea of what to do......fingers crossed, no one has any ideas today. I am the definition of lazy today.

It is almost 11:00 am, It is time for a hot bath and a short outing , somewhere, maybe Half Price Books?

Sundays!

~ I studied all about Gauguin. He was a banker. He was a banker who - he used to paint on Sundays. And one day he hated himself for painting on Sundays.~Anthony Quinn~

Happy Sunday...

Love you,

me.