Sunday Morning Coming Down

Woke up early- half an hour before the alarm went off.

I lay there for a while, but then decided to get up.

And now, it's getting close to 9:00... and I've had a shower... I've made scalloped potatoes and put them, with the ham, in the oven and set the thing to cook while we're at church... I opened the creamed corn and put it in a casserole dish on the back of the stove to heat while the oven is on... I've combined the salsa and cheese spread in the crock pot to melt together for the Grey Cup party this afternoon... I've had a cup of tea and a couple slices of the banana bread I made last night... and the house is still all quiet because the boys aren't up yet, and I'm going to have to force myself to go curl my hair and get dressed rather than crawl back into bed and snuggle in...

It might be the gloomy, grey sky, or it might be the lingering sadness from the end of the movie we watched last night...(it was "Home Alone", but the thing that got me was the Grandpa-next-door-neighbor, who looked so much like Dad, when he was hugging his little granddaughter at the very end... oh, great; here we go again...)

So- let us look ahead.

It's going to be a busy day.

That could be why I'd just as soon hide my head under the covers as greet it.

There's Church then Sunday School this morning, with a special Prayer Service this afternoon to kick off Prayer Week, then a Grey Cup party after that. And in between, I feel an urgent need to get to the Pottery Studio.

(I need to make sure that the hole in the lid of my teapot is clear of glaze... when I first finished it, I had a horrible sinking thought between waking and sleeping, that I hadn't put a steam hole in the lid... this time it was the realization, after I glazed it yesterday, that I hadn't made sure the hole was still open... it's not a very big hole, and it might have glaze in it...)

So... I'm hoping lunch is ready and edible in a timely fashion... and that clean-up is quick and easy, and that I can sneak over to check the lid before the Prayer Service.

So much to do, so little time, in the morning... I think I'll move to Australia.