It's almost 8 a.m. and I'm trying to decide if I'm going to go to church today. I'm fully awake, but I don't feel like getting out of bed yet, so I grabbed the laptop and here I am blogging. The dogs are in our bed, trembling because of the thunder and rain outside. The windows are still open from last night, so the sounds are in here with us. I like the sound of the rain falling--very soothing.
I'll call my mom in a bit to wish her Happy Mother's Day. She got the package I sent her yesterday and was all emotional. I was too, when I picked out the card from Hallmark. I know I'm not the only one who knocks back tears when reading those friggin cards. Usually, when I give cards, I get blank ones and use my words. But Hallmark is great about putting into words exactly what's in your heart, you know?
The rain is heavier now and the dogs are trembling so 'til the bed feels like one of those motel messager beds you see on tv. Poor dogs probably think the sky is falling, I'm sure. I feel so bad for them. When I finish my tea, before I read, I'll distract the dogs from the rainstorm with one of my special harmonica song and jig performances. That always seems to work.