Sunday, January 25, 2009

What happened to Sunday?

I am normally a disorganized person, but today has been exceptional. Nothing has gone the way I planned it. Did I say the P word? That's a bit of an exaggeration in itself.

My wife let our eleven-year-old grandson invite a friend over to spend the night, and we told them to be prepared to get up and go to church this morning. So, of course, they didn't get to sleep until about 2 a.m. When she tried waking them, there was not a stir.

Since grandson's dad is currently staying with us because of a bad back (he mostly takes pain pills and sleeps), we went on to church and left them at home. When we got back, they were just in arousal mode and looking for breakfast. Granny cooked pancakes for them. Since she had plenty of batter left, we ate pancakes, too.

Which messed up our normal Sunday routine of walking two miles at the mall, then eating out (Red Lobster more often than not).

From there it went downhill. We finally did the walk and squeezed in a sandwich at mid-afternoon. So here I am at just before 7 p.m. blundering around at my blog, and my wife is thinking of scrambling eggs to go with a couple of left-over biscuits. (You probably found this post by clicking on "scrambled eggs.")

Ain't life grand?


Morgan Mandel said...

Because the weather has been so cold and the sidewalks so slippery, again we resorted to driving with our dog. Rascal, the five blocks to our downtown area, where the streets are in better shape. There we walked her to her favorite store, Bentley's Corner Barkery, where they all fussed over her, gave her treats and made her feel good, before another week of cabin fever. Poor dear. It's been so long since we've been able to walk her daily instead of just throwing her into the fenced yard to do her thing. She was so happy to get out and have some fun.

Morgan Mandel

Jane Kennedy Sutton said...

I know how easy it is to get discombobulated but would you have it any other way?

Jane Kennedy Sutton

Anonymous said...

Still sounded like a fun day. No Red Lobster, sadly, but you got pancakes!

Ann Parker said...

Hi Chester!
Tag! You're it! I've tagged you at

name six things that make you happy and then tag some folks and ask them to do the same.

Have fun!
-- Ann

Shari Lyle-Soffe said...

Sounds like a wonderful day to me. I do understand how a change in routine can mess up your mental calendar though.


Sharon Reece said...

Hmm...every day is like that for me. But yesterday was really different. We found out early in the morning that our brother-in-law was coming to move our daughter's rabbit shed. So everything went to pot. No church and all hands on deck for the big moving event of the year! She raises rabbits to sell and for meat so this was a big deal.

I can empathize with you! (But I think waffles would have been nicer than pancakes on a Sunday, don't you?)


Chester Campbell said...

Looks like I wasn't alone with the Sunday thing. Thanks for the comments.

So we're playing tag, Ann. Helen Ginger socked me with the award thing. I'll have to combine the two in my next blog.

Hey, Sharon, waffles would've been fine. The grandson wanted pancakes, so that's what I settled for.