You know you are having a Wrist to Forehead Sunday when you ask the Magic 8 Ball whether or not you should get in the shower. It told me to ask again later, in case you are interested.
Actually, I am not particularly dreading Monday. I just wanted to throw in a picture to pep things up.
This picture is to denote passage of time. I couldn’t think of anything to say, so I called my mother. I am extremely blessed to have both parents alive and in reasonably good health, and I try to call them every day. In the course of chatting with my Mom, I mentioned the Magic 8 Ball and asked it again should I get in the shower. It said, Yes, Definitely. As if the Magic 8 Ball has a sense of smell! Maybe it just assumed I am a stinker (not an unreasonable assumption). Anyways, I got in the shower and now I am clean and fresh and ready to finish the blog post.
The second picture is of my bestie Kim, who moved away, and my late, dearly missed husband Steve, on one of our many Mohawk Valley Adventures. I will never be done missing my husband, but there is no point in wishing for what I cannot have, so I take a deep breath, look for a suitable pair of shoes, and get ready to head out in search of further Mohawk Valley Adventures. Will I find any? Or will I just walk around the block and return to sit on the couch, knit, and watch Dateline or Snapped? A little uncertainty adds interest to my Sunday.

