seventh day of the week.

sunday has arrived and is already half way over.

sundays are simply the best.

a day full of spiritual thoughts, cuddles with lovebird and yummy dinners.

i played the piano in sacrament meeting today.

i was a nervous wreck. 

cold hands, sweating, and shaking feet. 

it is now over. it went well. and i am happy.

{not happy that its over, but happy that it went well.}

lovebird would have high five-d me had we not been at church.

instead he gave me a big kiss and pat on the back.

today has been a lovely day.

minus this bloody cold i'm fighting.

it is awful being sick. any day of the week.

im in lovebirds pj's, laying low with a box of kleenex.

oh well. 

happy sunday friends.