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Still, I love a Sunday afternoon.
"Honey, I love
I love a lot of things, a whole lot of things"
Like, slow days, Sundays. Sundays are sleep in past sunrise days. Savoring coffee and breakfast at the table mornings. Sundays make me feel like anything is possible--the world waits and I can just watch if I want. No doing needed.
I do on Sundays too: food prep, lesson plans, sometimes laundry. We get ready for the week, but mostly we slow down and enjoy each other and the day.
Today I juiced veges, prepped a big winter-blend salad (cabbages, brussel sprouts, broccoli shred and carrot). This Sunday's treat is a steak dinner with a sweet potato gratin I'm trying to copy from The Girl and the Goat. We'll see how it comes out. Sunday is dinner with family and stories and 60 Minutes and maybe one more book.
Monday will be here soon enough.