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An anecdote from this past week.

We enjoyed a beautiful staycation this past week.  On Sunday, we skipped church and hung out at a hotel, swimming in the pool, shopping and watching television.  It was great.  But my brain did not realize that it was Sunday until after this funny thing happened.
You see, we live next to a mega church, well technically, two mega churches, but one hardly ever refers to large catholic churches as mega.  So as we're leaving our home on Sunday, the first clue should have been when I asked to check the mail, thinking the mail man had been there already and delivered some fun in our mail box.  Had we stopped to check I probably would have realized right then.  We head out onto the road and there is traffic every where. I asked out loud "Where is all this traffic coming from?" Joel politely told me the mega church.  My brain starts trying to figure out what exactly they could be doing on Monday at noon to get such a large attendance.  I even see the shuttle buses running and wonder even harder.  We drive down the street and I look over to see the parking lot at the catholic church is equally full!  I start to wonder if there is some high holy day the Monday after the Sunday after Easter that we have completely flubbed up on, because there are so many people at the church at noon on a Monday!  And then it hits me, today is not Monday. 

I think my brain had almost as great a vacation as the rest of me did.  I have a ton of reviews coming, including the give-away that I mentioned last week!  I hope that you are having a wonderful week!

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  1. Glad you had a great "staycation"!

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  2. Thanks! We even made it to Rebecca's one day for breakfast. Hannah was chatting up the waitress :)

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