Saturday Morning

I'm sitting at my kitchen table, eating toaster waffles for a late breakfast.

(sidenote: Every time I hear the word "waffles" or think of eating them, I hear that line of Donkey's from first Shrek movie in my head, "And in the morning I'm makin' waffles!")

My parents are out of town this weekend, which means that I need to head to their house about 3-4 times a day to feed the family dog, and let him outside for a few minutes.

I slept a bit for a change last night. I haven't been sleeping much lately, and I've had even fewer nights without odd and disturbing dreams, so a night with some sleep (I think I only woke about 3 times) and no disturbing dreams is a blessing that should be noted.

Upon waking, I lazed for nearly an hour in bed, before dressing in favorite, comfy but cute weekend clothes, and heading for mom and dad's. I fed the dog, and headed for my favorite park to walk for a bit.

This was a good morning for the park. Not yet too cold to really enjoy a walk. And the animals were out. I saw a doe making her way up from the creek, where she'd been drinking. And a young buck eating in the midst of the trees. The chickadees were dancing and playing in the trees and bushes, and I felt blessed by the quiet and the peace and the beauty of the natural realm.

A quick stop to get gas for George, another quick stop at mom and dad's to let the dog outside, and I made my way to Ikea. They had my favorite tea-lights on sale for nearly half price. So, I bought 400 of them!

Then home, and waffles.

In a little while I'll head out to drive my roommate to work, and then I'll head to a used clothing store on a quest for a dressier winter jacket, and maybe some pants for work.

I'll do some sewing this afternoon, and likely attend a church service tonight. Somewhere in there I may take the recycling to the bottle depot to claim my refund, and buy groceries. Somewhere in there I will definitely be back at mom and dad's to feed and let the dog out. I may even work on a creative project that popped into my head last night as I was resting on th couch.

It's the sort of day I like best. Relaxed, yet productive. Very few plans set in stone, but lots of things to anticipate. I'm feeling like myself again, after a day and a half of wrestling with God and life.

Happy Saturday!