Hope it's a wonderfilled day in your corner of the world.

Think of all the possibilities there is to do on this golden day of rest.

Or if you have to work, be blessed.

I'm undecided as to whether go for a walk, take in a movie, or go for a drive to one of my favorite haunts. I could do all three. Or just be a house bum and stay home with my pooch who depends on me. He's getting up in years, is geriatric in fact.

My vet tells me as my pet ages that that is how we age too (oh rapture is me!)

In dog years, he's a bit older than me in human years. But I'm not that far behind truth be told. It's a coin toss who's taking care of whom.

;o)

'affection not perfection'

Not too terribly cold this morning. I didn't even have to wear gloves.

I leave for work in half an hour and work until 7:30 p.m. Then I'll fall into bed exhausted and watch Dateline or something.

That's my day. But so much better than going to church!!!!!

I love to watch Dateline. I think I'm a Dateline junkie.

Sometimes I've been watching repeats lately. And it's like seeing them again for the first time because there's always something I missed the first time around.

I have no idea what time Sacrament might be.
I'll just have to muddle through with a relaxing morning, a nice lunch and a short hike later.

Oh, the agony !

(((Not!!!)))

:o)

Back in my youth when SM was in the evening, we'd come home and watch Bonanza.

We would watch that too as children.

There was the ABC Sunday night movie. Or Disney movie of the week (take your pick.) I loved the old FBI series too. Or Hawaii Five-O.

We'd have ice cream, soda, sit around the tv and literally vedge out. Our BB parrot Molly was her name would sit on either dad's or my shoulder and eat ice cream with us from our dishes or sip soda from our glasses.

She couldn't talk but she was very intelligent. She could get out of any cage we kept her in. If we used a padlock she'd bend the wires to her freedom. In the house. She never left the house, thank goodness. One time I thought she did - she gave me a really good scare when the door was open one summer afternoon and Molly had gotten out of her cage again.

I looked all over for her before giving up, thinking she'd gone outside. When alas, there she was hiding in the green foliage high along the curtain rod on the livingroom window pane. She was looking at me in amusement like "I gotcha sucker!"

:0)

SMARTER THAN YOUR AVERAGE BIRD, HA HA ;)

Yes Molly was very smart.

I loved that little bird.

If you mean the past 40+ years since I last went to sacrament meeting, then just living my life.

It's been 14 years for me. I have some catching up to do!

:)

my favorite thing to do first thing on sunday morning is be thankful there is no church for me today.

darla Wrote:
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> my favorite thing to do first thing on sunday
> morning is be thankful there is no church for me
> today.


Me toooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!

Before, during and after Sacrament, without being aware of where or when Sacrament is in my area....

In the warmer months, bicycling, sleeping in, feeding the street cats, watering my lemon trees.

In the colder months, pretty much the same, but substituting long walks for bicycling.

...And always giving thanks to the unseen powers that may or may not be for the fact that my butt has polished so few pews during the past many years.

Wally Prince Wrote:

> ...And always giving thanks to the unseen powers that may or may not be for the fact that my butt has polished so few pews during the past many years.

Absolutely! Well put.

Lemon trees? How nice!

One of my little girl fantasies was I lived in a pretty cottage with a lemon tree outside my window and apple tree.

It would take a warm climate to grow lemon trees. In my daydream the grass was always green, the sky was blue, and flowers in bloom.

I honestly can't think of too many places that would support that kind of an environment ... but a girl can dream can't she?

It was a parklike setting in the countryside. Nowadays I like to visit the countryside occasionally, but like having neighbors. :)



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When I was in university in Calgary and coming home to Lethbridge on the weekends to party, I'd sometimes stay for SM then get in my car, fire up a smoke and drive back to Calgary. Kinda liked those night drives.

You was a renegade, even as a young buck.

:)

Yeah...my path and the church's diverged seriously when I was about 12 and knew in my heart I wasn't gonna waste 2 years on a mission

A double shot of bourbon and a good Netflix movie or episode

My favorite pastime after sacrament is not going to sacrament in the first place. When I resigned I got the whole day off every week.

The dreaded part of Sacrament meeting for me was when the last speaker got so into delivering his or her message that they'd go over the time limit. And we'd be squirming in our seats counting the seconds and minutes until it was over.

Life after Sacrament meetings got immensely better that is for sure!