…to the remains of the day?

i used to write on sunday evenings…thoughts on the day.  deep thoughts - like these.

what’s happened to me?  i wonder if it has anything to do with the fact that i think i bruised my brain this week in a freak “storage closet cleaning” accident….

or maybe the glitter is dumbing-down my thought process.

now all i have to say - in the remains of the day - is:

i love my church.

i love seeing my kids worship God.

i love makeup on sunday morning.

i love scrubbing my face on sunday night.

i love cinnamon crunch bagels…a lot.

i love when the room finally stops spinning - after eating “said bagels” and then standing under hot lights - …….but at least the colors are pretty and wavy…….

i love the fact that i can’t open my eyes while riding on the harley if we’re on a “big road”.

i love that my little sister’s boyfriend wore an “i love detroit” t-shirt to church this morning…and he fit right in!

i love not having to be pretty on monday…

that’s it.  that’s all i have….maybe someday the profundity will return.

maybe.

p.s.:  just to illustrate what i’m talking about, i will tell you what i said to kayleigh friday night….my profound parental advice about being safe in this “tropical storm” weather:

Kayleigh:  “Mom, we’re going over to see some friends….”

Me:  “Okay, but you be careful because there are places on the ground with water”.

Kayleigh:  “What?!

Me:  “Umm….yeah, no - I’m sticking with what I said because I know what I meant!”

SEE!?!

maybe i should cut back on the glitter…and wear a helmet when i’m cleaning……

maybe.

peace.