A Day of Rest.

I’ve been in pajamas all day except for the 45 minutes that I went to the track to time myself running a 5K. Talk about a nice day. I read the paper. I read magazines. I listened to some sermons online. I ate. I read a book a friend wrote. I visited with Mom and Dad who came over for a bit. It was a darn good day right up until the guy who claims to love me kicked my butt in our first ever game of Words With Friends. How rude. Continue reading