Sunday, quiet Sunday

I thought it was very nice of the parish secretary to choose toned paper for the cover of today's bulletin! It's my favorite for plain black pen sketching and this morning I decided to try without any preliminary pencil drawing underneath. I didn't include Beulie this week, but she was asleep at my feet.

We hand Beulie back to Canine Companions for Independence in just 2-1/2 weeks so we're really counting down now. Demi has permission to take her place in the parish. Personally, I think everyone should bring any well-behaved dog with them, but I'm nuts that way.

One of my favorite memories was years ago, long before I was a dog lover myself, when I observed a homeless person in a Roman Catholic parish. It was a large church with center aisles that intersected in the middle of the congregation. He came in from the side, walked to the intersecting center, genuflected, and then PUSHED HIS DOG'S BUTT DOWN so he would genuflect too!

I have a stack of prepaid postcards waiting for my attention. No, I don't sit around all day drawing on these things but it is a fun way to doodle my way through the daily newscast. And the Flickr group is growing fast!

Sitting around and getting older

I waste a lot of time. I often sit around flipping through Flickr photos and being generally unproductive while CNN is recycling in the background. Today was one of those days. It was hard to wake up, it was hard to stay awake, it was hard to Get Things Done. Most of the day was dull gray and dreary -- the mountain behind our house was missing again in the fog -- and nothing got crossed off my to-do list. But it was fun spending the morning with my friends and our eight dogs (4 women, 8 dogs). We laughed and laughed and eventually brought the sun right out. Then I worked. And was home by 6:00 pm and started sitting around again. And now I want to read. Tomorrow will be better.