Correct people's grammar on the interwebs. It's Sundays.

Whatever the hell I feel like.
Right now, I'm watching "Caddyshack".
Still makes me laugh.

Unfortunately this might be it.

I spend time in nature, absolute pure bliss. I feel at home there and it brings me peace. I feel connected when I'm in the woods, the silence is deafening. The woodland creatures going about there business, the trees swaying in wind. The butterflies and pretty flowers. Like church for spiritual people ☺

Whatever the hell I feel like.

Sunday is my sleep in day. I usually wait until I hear the Baptist pastor across the road back out his driveway to go to church before I will even consider getting out of bed. Then, if I'm training for a half-marathon, I will go for a run for a couple of hours. If not, I'll go to a farmers market or do a bit of gardening before lunch. I may also do a little home-brew (either bottling a batch or making a new one) in the afternoon.

Nurse my hangover.

Growing up it was just going to church.

Now, it is just qanother day to get things done, or to go on a hike and just enjoy the day.

Growing up... Sundays was to hop in a bus and go visit my sisters on my own. The reward was my 2 elder taught me how to dress up on my teen years. Now... I am retired so what gives? But I can't stand rainy Sundays. Last sport I follow... NFL Season Coming. So Jaguars are My Church, Tom Coughlin is My Messiah!

Exercise, go to the grocery, visit my mom, dread Monday.

Sunday mornings, I talk to my Mom on the phone for a couple of hours!! She recently turned 76, and we've had this regular chat for over 10 years now!

I work on Sundays. And Saturdays. And pretty much all of the days.

Everything but go to church on Sunday

Sunday is my housecleaning day - that's actual cleaning the house, not some euphemism for cleansing my soul at the hands of the Almighty...

Clean my house and do my laundry

I find a park with lots of trees, perhaps a lake, and walk, breathe, and observe nature. Ilisten to birds, follow dragon flies, watch the sky. This is my worship time.

Ironically watching The Big Bang Theory.

Sleep in.

Walk the dog then pub time

Growing up, my dad would drive to town and buy the paper and a box of donuts and we'd each take our section and retreat to our own corner to read. Nowadays Sunday is for watching cooking shows.

House chores, usually laundry, cooking, shopping for necessities (nothing fancy), and for a couple years now, every other Sunday I attend an atheist ladies brunch.

Work

What I do in Saturdays.

When I'm not otherwise on a trip, Sunday mornings are my classical music times. I turn on Music Choice and change from my usual Indie channel to classical, and sip on my Sunday Morning Ice Coffee, which has blueberry, a shot of espresso (coffee brandy), and cream (Irish Cream). I sit back and get all classified up. Hmm, is there such a thing as blueberry brandy?