Every day is special, but I’m starting to get interested in Sundays again. For instance next week is Selection Sunday. And this Sunday, the first in my grand daughters life. A day of rest for some. A day of worship for some. A recovery day for those hard chargers. There is Super Bowl Sunday. And of course Easter Sunday. It’s the day of the Sun.
There are Sunday Blue laws. And everyone’s favorite “The Sunday Newspaper”. Sorry I had to get a shameless plug in for the industry which I work. The ticking clock on the show 60 Minutes. A Sunday afternoon at the ballpark watching a day game on a sunny humid day in the great state of Maryland.
Or in the months I don’t go outside I’m watching some Sunday night football. You can watch the final round of a golf tournament or maybe a NASCAR race. Maybe a leisurely Sunday walk with your better half. Or those early morning Sunday rides on the back roads with the top down on a Sunny Day. Maybe U2 singing about Bloody Sunday.
And OMG, who can not get into Sunday Dinners. But of course Sundays can also be a day of labor. Like Sunday grass cutting during my warm weather seasons. And then the fun kind of labor like the Sunday car wash. Some go to Sunday school. Some work Sundays. Some sleep or slack off Sundays.
Some mentally prep on Sundays for the week ahead. Some pay respects on Sundays. Some play with their children. Some catch up on bills. Some go boating. Sunday is a day for returning from the trip or vacation. Sunday is also the day some leave to the new destination of the week. Oh, don’t forget the Sunday Buffet at some of the fine dining establishments.
I know I’m overdue on taking my better half to a Sunday movie. And today’s warm weather reminds me Sunday cookouts aren’t far off in the future. So it seems there is a lot to think about on Sundays.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I think I’m about to break down and purchase some photo editing software. I’m trying to resist. Trying to stay pure.
Time for a major purge in my office. I’m starting to feel the chaos it appears in.
Editing baby pictures is fun.
I forgot how tiring children can be.
I can’t believe I used OMG in a post.