Today was a pretty typical day for me... Since the boys stay with Rex's parents on Saturday nights, I have the luxury of sleeping in a little later than normal. Once I force myself out from under my comfy covers, the first MUST for me is boiling water for my french press. Favorite sound in the morning besides my sweet little ones....my whistling tea kettle. I love my morning coffee....I need my morning coffee... I'm not sure which one of those statements is more important than the other =) My coffee is done in a relatively short amount of time. I fight for just enough energy to manage to turn the TV on. Usually a rerun. Enjoy my super strong coffee. Shower and get ready. Head to church.
For some reason, though I always seem to get enough sleep, I am always SLEEPY on Sundays. It must be that my body is aware that it is the day of rest =) So, even though the sermon might be amazing or the praise and worship is full of dancing beats, I want to crawl into the fetal position in the corner of the church and take a nice little rest. Sometimes I wonder if people might just think that I am in major prayer... I've never been brave enough to try that, nor would I probably DO IT, but it's something to think about!
So, on this sleepy Sunday, I took a nice 2 hour nap with my boys. Met up with a friend for some tag team grocery shopping, which might I say was incredibly upsetting! Not the meeting up with Sarah part, but the trying to figure out que en el mundo they put everything in the store! I can normally get in and out in less than 45 minutes with my handy-dandy list. But, of course they are totally rearranging the store. Baby food next to women's razors? Please help me understand how this makes any sense whatsoever!
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