I love Sundays sometimes. But most especially when we don't have anything to do. This morning we're watching Clifford the Big Red Dog, making pancakes, drinking coffee, and blogging. We have nowhere to be.
Just as glorious would be a casual brunch out and a walk through Central Park, but since that's about 3,000 miles from here, I'm very satisfied being in my PJs, at the Isalnd in my kitchen, watching my love make breakfast.
Life is grand.
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