Sunday.
Always a good day, even when I'm not where I should be.
But I caught the Service via webcast.
The Sermon was intriguing and quixotic, about the Eagle. Learned more than I ever knew about this particular bird. And how I can feel like one, especially when I am feeling overwhelmed. Only Brent would create a paradoxical paradigm.
Sent e-mails off to R (whom I'd seen on the webcast) and replied to Deacon D who'd sent me a message.
Scavenged for non-boring food for supper: came up with Swiss cheese and stuffed queen olives.
Sending myself off to bed at an impossibly early hour.
Sleep sounds divine.
Shnuffly, sleepy sounds from a
snuggly 'lenka
Always a good day, even when I'm not where I should be.
But I caught the Service via webcast.
The Sermon was intriguing and quixotic, about the Eagle. Learned more than I ever knew about this particular bird. And how I can feel like one, especially when I am feeling overwhelmed. Only Brent would create a paradoxical paradigm.
Sent e-mails off to R (whom I'd seen on the webcast) and replied to Deacon D who'd sent me a message.
Scavenged for non-boring food for supper: came up with Swiss cheese and stuffed queen olives.
Sending myself off to bed at an impossibly early hour.
Sleep sounds divine.
Shnuffly, sleepy sounds from a
snuggly 'lenka
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