Category Archives: Sunday Scenes

Sunday Scenes – It’s Been A Long Time

I used to post a series called ‘Sunday Scenes’. It was very helpful to my overall feelings about life.

**Disclaimer: ‘Sunday Scenes’ are in no way intended to pretend that life is perfect. It is an exercise that allows me (and you should you choose) to see that despite the fact that my life is less than perfect, there are sincerely perfect moments – and cookies.**

I am VERY grateful this guy has ways to entertain himself. AutaBuy keeps him busy for hours. And hours. See that stack?!

Do you know how I feel about making the bed? I feel very strongly about it.

 The kid who NEVER plays with anything, has been playing with these for days.

I might deny that I bought white bread in the bargain bin and made 25 homemade ‘Uncrustables‘ for spoiled children who LOVE them! I have been informed that my ‘seal’ on them was poor and the engineering aspect needs improved. Duly noted.

This cat.

Neil Gaiman and Mrs. Meyers help me clean the kitchen when I am completely unmotiviated. But it must be done.

Extra large,chewy chocolate chips. Perfect.

Work in progress. I waited and waited for this yarn from the UK. Worth the wait.

Sunday Scenes – Cleaning on a Sunday

Here is what I saw and photographed on Sunday.

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My Xbox Avatar – I like her!

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A common sight to see – the back of Ethan as he walks into my mother’s house. His favorite place to be.

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He had to see if he still fit in the sink. Why?

My brain told me to clean the living room.

I tried tidying.

It said ‘clean’ – as in move furniture, wash floors, cull books, dust lightbulbs (yes, my brain is like that) and clean the windows. If you don’t have a shred of obsessive-compulsive tendencies, you would not understand a brain that tells you that if you comply, and do what it wants, all will be well and right with world.

All will be right?! How could I not?

As I cleaned, I found a tragically lost library book. If you know anything about my library habits, I have on occasion had 99 library books out at one time – and I DO NOT lose library books. I searched for it and made it the topic of prayer ~ and here it was wedged behind a small book shelf partnering up with silvery gray dust bunnies in an effort to hid itself.

Now it is found.

All is right with the world.

My brain is good like that.

Sunday Scenes – As Is

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A mess to clean

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Sick Boy

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Dinner Entertainment

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Geeky Cuzzy Luv

Cabinet of Curiosities. Dusted.

Random photos from a random Sunday.

A friend

A friend

I have a new welder and this thing

I have a new welder and this thing

The balloons are too happy of a site to take down

Holiday over, balloons remain

A frequent site - order & re-ordered

A frequent site – ordered & re-ordered

If nothing else in your house can be clean

If not much else in your house can be clean…

Year after year

Year after year, same photo

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When Hank brings the sermon
And Cash leads the choir
It gets my cold cold heart burning
Hotter than a ring of fire…

Can I get a hallelujah, Can I get an amen?
Feels like the Holy Ghost running through ya
When I play the highway FM
I find my soul revival, Singing every single verse

Yeah, I guess that’s my church

Sunday Scenes – with a disclaimer

Disclaimer: The pictures I attempt to capture for Sunday Scenes are in no way meant to imply that there is never any marital discord, bickering teenagers, tears & tantrums that occur in the backstory of these scenes. The photos are an attempt to convey – that in spite of incidents that may or may not have happened – life is good and Sunday Scenes are lovely.

  “Sunday is the golden clasp that binds together the volume of the week.”
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow