Lazy Sunday~What I Learned

On our drive home from church, Frazier, my seven year old Grandson, proudly showed us his neatly traced picture of Paul. He said, "Guess what? My right hand is my favorite hand!" I waved good-bye and unlocked the front door. I took my boots off and hung my Sunday coat in the closet. I cleaned up the fresh snow I tracked in. I took the clean dishes out of the dishwasher and put them away. I wiped the crumbs out of the microwave and fixed some lunch. I put fresh towels in the bathroom. I fluffed the down comforter on the bed and smoothed the pillows. I paid some bills and balanced the checkbook. I checked my e-mail and played a game of Scrabble.
I made a cup of tea and sat down in the leather recliner. I put my feet up and thumbed through a L.L. Bean catolog. Mitzi curled up in my lap. She stretched and yawned as I stroked her soft fur. I scratched her ear and said, "Mitzi, guess what? My right hand is my favorite hand!"