IN a few minutes I will wake everyone up. Some of them, who get up on their own, are beginning to stir.
I am hoping to have some time today to blog something substantial. Last night I did not sleep well -- was feeling really good and energetic at 11:30. Not feeling as good or energetic this morning.
A quick Dominykism for you.
On Sunday, our friend Sue was the narrator for a choir number about the prodigal son. When she read, "Kill the fatted calf" Dominyk asked me, "Why would they want to kill a fat cat?"