Scatterbrained Sunday!

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Like the Rascal Flatt song…

“Sometimes it feels like this world’s spinning faster

Than it did in the old days

So naturally, we have more natural disasters

From the strain of a fast pace

Sunday was a day of rest

Now, it’s one more day for progress

 

So, I ask myself.  Why is Sunday just one more day for progress?  As a child, I remember we did NOTHING on Sunday.  We went to church, ate dinner (usually a roast) as a family, had a awesome afternoon nap, and during football season the TV would be on.  I remember I was in 7th grade when my Dad finally let me wear shorts on Sunday.  I also remember trying to sew something on Sunday, and my Dad said that was unacceptable.

Today, it’s nothing like when I was younger, and I’m the most guilty.  I want to get everything ready for the upcoming week.  Get all my ducks in a row.  So from here on out, Sunday’s segment will be called Scatterbrained Sunday.  For many reason, but by the end of this post…you will understand why.  HAHA!

This morning was a fundraiser breakfast for the Shriners Hospital.  We bought tickets for $5 a person.  In the past, it usually was just french toast.  We purchased ten tickets. We went and got sat down and ordered 9 plates, thinking the two boys could share the extra plate of french toast.

Breakfast @ Ann's
Breakfast @ Ann’s

As you can see, there is a hell of a lot more on our table than french toast.  Each plate had two pieces of link sausage, one patty sausage, scrambled eggs, hash browns, and a small biscuit with gravy.

It's as big as her face
It’s as big as her face

It was an awesome breakfast with my favorite people, and it was for a good cause.  Sunday good deed. Done!

After breakfast I had 40 pounds of Colorado peaches that needed to be put up.  I love peaches. I’ve had the peaches song stuck in my head all day!  (Stop me if you’ve heard it.)

“Millions of peaches peaches for me,

Millions of peaches peaches for free”

If you also get it stuck in your head.  You’re welcome! I love cooking with bottled peaches in the dead cold of the winter.  I don’t know what it is, but store bought canned peaches are nothing like homemade.  Maybe it’s because I slap them with love before I put the peaches in the bottles.

Millions of Peaches
Millions of Peaches

After the peaches, I had a few things to hang on the wall. My sweet son-in-law brought in the ladder from the storage shed, and this is what I did.

The Arrow Wall

20140907_171145        The Arrow Wall

 

FYI:  Yes, the hutch was refurbished with high gloss auto paint, that is why it has reflections of light.  I love it.

So this is the semi-finished wall. I have two cross stitches at the framers, that should be done this week. Woot! Woot!

Next….Chloe got Meagan and Wes to help clean out her fish tank. We lost another fish last night, so the tank was gross. Ok, maybe past gross!

Fish Tank Cleaners
Fish Tank Cleaners

Lastly, we got bored while the peach cobbler was in the oven. Poor Elle.

Now..I think you are pretty sure why I named it Scatterbrained Sunday.  We did make a lot of progress today, however, I spent it with the people I love the most doing what I like to do!

Tell me how do you spend your Sunday’s?  Do you have any traditions?  Do you enjoy your Sunday naps as much as I do?  What’s your favorite Sunday meal?  Would you share any recipes?

 

2 COMMENTS

  1. At our house only one steadfast rule on Sundays…without exception: Mom does not do dishes on Sunday. Ever. I figure Mom cooks the Sunday dinner and usually does the dishes every other day of the week. Everone is usually home on Sundays so help is available. Everyone just knows….Mom does not do Sunday dishes. Best rule ever.

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