Sunday Morning Treats

There will never be another Sunday quite like this one, as we watch the increasing intensity of this election cycle play out, against the even more intense global financial downturn unfurling, history being made ... but I pull back to my simple Sunday morning pleasures ... the newspaper hitting the front stoop with a thud ... the morning political shows revving up ... a pot of tea ... something delicious, maybe bagel, maybe bread, maybe butter too.

Best of all, taking it slow, reading the rest of my novel that's getting great, some clean-up around the house, some shopping for next week, and then WAIT ... another day off tomorrow! I nearly forgot that. Rather like two Sundays for the price of one. This will be a fine day.