Sunday, February 25, 2007

Happy Sunday!

I love Sundays. (As opposed, say, to Mondays, which I’m not quite so fond of, for some reason.)

Sundays are great because it usually means I can linger over my coffee, relax and rejuvenate. Mostly though, I spend part of the day strategizing for the week ahead. Sure, I don’t always meet all my goals for the week but Sundays are great for planning and dreaming since almost anything seems possible then. (Again, as opposed, say, to Mondays...)

Now, the only thing better than a Sunday is a Sunday that’s also my birthday...which today is, coincidentally enough. Amid the birthday bubble bath/facial/pedicure – yeah, I celebrate large, don’t I? – I’ll also spend some time strategizing the year ahead. And I’ve got Big Plans for the coming year, too. (I’ll talk about some of them in a future blog.) Sure, I may not meet all of my goals but on a Sunday, when it’s my birthday, the world is mine to conquer.

So, what about you? How do you celebrate your Sundays? Or your birthdays, for that matter?



Christie Craig said...

Happy Birthday, buddy!

Sending all sorts of great birthday wishes from Alabama.

Shhh... Don't tell Faye, but I just love Faye's birthdays, it my chance to remind her that she's older than I.

Nancy Morse said...

Happy Birthday Faye!

For me, Sunday's are for catching up. On sleep (if the dog lets me), on reading, gardening, relaxing. Lately, my Sundays have been spent doing genealogy searches on my husband's father's family. What an illusive bunch of brigands they are. But after months or hitting brick walls, I finally had one of those Eureka! moments and unearthed all kinds of stuff. Yeah, I know, I should be writing.

Anonymous said...

Yeah, I can always count on Christie to call me on my birthday and remind me that I'm older than her. LOL.

And Nancy, I love those Eureka! moments, don't you?

Enjoy your Sunday, ladies, and thanks for the birthday wishes.


Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday, Faye!

JoAnn Ross said...

Happy Birthday!!! It sounds as if you've a lovely day planned.

I try not to celebrate birthdays -- I dislike all the official days you're SUPPOSED to celebrate -- but my kid and husband insist on at least doing the cards and gifts thing. And my sweetie (who, fortunately, also happens to be my husband) always cooks me my favorite rock cornish game hen and buys a good wine. And dark chocolate. (We used to go out to dinner in Phoenix, but there's no restaurant here in Franchiseland that cooks better than either one of us does, so what's the point?)

A perk of being Catholic is they have folk mass on Saturday afternoons, so I can spend lazy Sunday mornings watching political shows -- Meet the Press live while TiVoing Face the Nation, and taping This Week -- while making scrapbook pages and cards for soldiers.

I used to have a Nerf bow and arrow and would shoot politicians -- from both parties -- whenever they lied, but then we got a monster TV, and I was told that even a Nerf arrow would leave little white spots on the screen. Proving once again that no new technology comes without costs. LOL

Afternoons are for writing. Which is what I should be doing now.

Terry Z McDermid said...

Happy Birthday, Faye! Birthdays are big in our family -- this is my brother's birthday, too, and we just drove 3 hours each way to surprise him at a party. His son and our son even drove the same distance (from another direction) to add to the surprise. Nothing like a birthday to bring our family together.