Help!!! Oh, no, blondie ... what now?

I really didn't deserve to be woken up two hours before my alarm by some unknown noise. But I did and it was dreadful because the pain wouldn't let up enough for me to sleep, so I got out of bed and decided to read instead. Have I mentioned that I'm tearing through library books at a quick pace? Sigh. It wasn't really spring out either, so I wore my hooded coat to church. Aggravated because I couldn't locate either my special black bow or my red flower hairclip. So I just used hairspray and left.

Churh-John must have been mindreading as he offered me a fast-food omelette (with cheese and bacon, IIRC). After that and the iced coffee I'd packed, I was able to take a muscle relaxant. Time to almost feel human. Naturally, just being at church made me feel better. It was Pentecost, aka the "birthday" of the church and Rev. Jeff was On. Fire! A lot of passion in the sermon. There was also the most adorable baptism with this little angel in white toddling about in front of her daddies. The three of them were also Co-Consecrators at Communion. I'll definitely enjoy rewatching this service.

When I got home, I was so, so, so exhausted. I put off posting last week's service because I just felt like reading for a while longer. And then I did the honourable thing and posted, even though c-J thought I should just not bother. Skip a week. What??? I can't do that. People rely on me (the most prolific online supporter of the church!). More importantly, "I" rely on me!

I ended up in bed, watching recorded Peppa Pig epis, but I kept dozing off. Eventually, I really fell asleep and didn't wake up. For hours. But I'm up now. Eating some gummi worms. So … nutritious. NOT. And back to reading.