I'm spiritually fed, fully napped, and literally fed. Not that it's a good thing, because there is no exercise involved. Except, when I walk myself in and out of church. That's about it. It is my laziest day of the week. I treasure this day. It's almost like I'm on vacation, besides the three hour meetings and the fact that I live in a snow globe. That's all, I just love Sundays!
This is kind of how I felt today, not so much like a mutt, but it is a cute piece of puppy though.
Bleak But Beautiful by The Pioneer Woman
8 hours ago