Go on, bebe! I'm not much on current church doc, but I'd like to read it anyway, and will point out anything I see from a secular/editory perspective. With your mad word skillz, I'm sure it's wonderful.

Perhaps my medieval church knowledge can come in handy! (Probably not...::sniff::)

Wow, the Native American stereotypes in Annie Get Your Gun are really horrible.

Men's singles are finished, right? It looked like doubles were on, so I stopped taping.

now I'm stuck waiting on the churchy betas before I send it out to, er, a shitload of national publications.

Oooh. JZ, tell me you'll send it to NCR, right? I bet they'd run it. NCR is my source for church news (although I don't subscribe to the paper version anymore, just the blog).

I got up at 7:30 and took the dog running in the woods, and it was hot and sticky and it's a Spare the Air day, so we did the short loop. And I cooked some rice because TNG is having the trots for some reason.

Now I'm in a sundress and considering doing laundry and cleaning the kitchen. After I finish my tea. And maybe a movie this afternoon, if it gets really gross here.

Men's singles are done, Dana.

Thanks, Amy.

Awww, and Matilda's now lobbying to go back to "the big church" again; when I told her it made me too sad, she said, "I'll be there with you, silly! And if you get scared, I'll hold your hand."

Aww!

I am feeling ridiculously proud of myself for having looked at my grocery store receipt and making them give me $5 the flyer promised, but the computer didn't process. I kind of felt like a crazy person standing there, but hey -- $5!

we did all the shopping, and I lived through yesterday's bike-decorating + pool neighborhood drama, so I can just faff around on the interwebs, right?

Kat, you are welcome to come to our house and cook, if single-coast cooking isn't productive enough for you. HKF can keep you company. She'll be up.

Matilda's a sweetie.

Y'all have been busy this morning. I had a craptastic run around 6:30, sweated sullenly on the sofa for a couple of hours, gave the cat his monthly meds, and got one load of laundry done. Mostly I've been slounging around reading books. This weekend I finished a mystery novel, read a Georgette Heyer, and now I'm partway through Heartless. I'm hoping there'll be time to read a couple more from Mount Toberead tomorrow, too.

I just don't get morning people. I admire them, but I don't get them. At 9:50 this morning, I was in bed, sleepily plotting how to kill my neighbor for daring to start mowing their lawn at that time.