...if that's the word I want...
After two good and lively services yesterday, and the obligatory Sunday afternoon coma (aka "dark spell" as in "I feel a dark spell coming on"), Daughter Unit and I had our first ever MEET UP with another blogger! Much joy and much much good talk and many points of contact and common experience, hurray. And lovely dinner (Thanks DU!) A life-enhancing evening in every way.
And I've written "macrame" on a post-it note and stuck it to my bookshelf in case I need a giggle anytime soon. (Sorry, you had to be there...)
A propos of the specifics of clergy-wellness-nappage on Sunday afternoons... what's your norm? Bed or couch/sofa/chesterfield/chaise longue/other? Blanket/duvet/afghan/other? Cats/dogs/other? (I knew a woman who used to nap with her--sizable--pet box turtle, but let us not dwell upon THAT); NASCAR? MLB? Soccer? old movies? mindless action movies with Clint Eastwood et al. blowing up stuff? Tea/hot chocolate/Ovaltine/single malt/other?
Pray do tell.