Sunday.

How was your Sunday? Mine was filled with both fun and slightly eclectic occurrences. It started by looking outside and seeing this:

Good morning, indeed.

In worship, the kids and I sprinkled the congregation with water in remembrance of baptism. In Sunday school, I led the kids in more splashing of water and some good old follow the leader.

Following worship, I caught a bit of the Packer game (My family would be proud.) before heading to Dave’s to help him put up drywall. (Say what?) It’s true. I learned how to put up drywall. He saved the last piece for me to do (nearly) myself with his guidance. Check that off the list.

Then we retreated back to the parsonage where we began deconstructing the wingback chair I bought to reupholster. We did a bit before becoming frustrated with an innumerable amount of tiny staples. We took a break to watch a few YouTube videos about what exactly we’d gotten ourselves into. It will be a project for sure; a project more difficult and time-consuming than drywall.

We drank some of this (a hard cider we made and uniquely named back in November) and called it a night (after we both participated in winding some floss on floss bobbins for my next cross stitch project). It was a good Sunday.