Today

Monday is my day off, so I took it off.

I got up at, well, I started at 8:30 and finished around 9am.

I mowed the lawn, and mowed and mowed. Then I began to weed the flower garden and, well one thing leads to another, and I weeded a couple hours worth.

Then, I came in and washed up, and Lauralea and I ate a nice, late lunch together.

We then held a discussion about where we need to put our limited financial resourses. We've been keeping some for a propane BBQ. We couldn't decide on a common direction that way, so we decided to wait and talk more later.

Laura had a nap, and I tried to sleep too, but couldn't. So I got up and had a HOT shower. (Have I mentioned how sore I've been since the softball game on Saturday?)

I went up to the Hospital to get the phone, I'm the clergy on call this week again. I hope it's a quieter week than last time. On the way home I picked up two of the four kids.

Got home and had to deal with a angry, hurting child.

We ate supper, a lovely rice and pork ribs thing, minus one child who didn't wish to be with us.

I turned on the TV for the last game of the Stanley Cup finals. I got to the third period and lost interest. That's when I thought I would come down here and record the events of the day.

Yet to come? Well, if all goes well, Laura and I are headed out to see a cheap movie at 9:30, "Bruce Almighty"

Do I hear a "HoHum" out there?

It's ok. Tomorrow's my day to save the world.