Today was a really lovely Sunday. I got to sleep in, and Becky brought us hot donuts. Later, since church is in the afternoon, we took our time and went to church, where we sat with Joe, Becky and Little Joe. After that, I helped Becky teach her class, and I just love that. Papa sat in the hall with Little Joe, and they had lots of fun too.
When it came time for music time in Sunday school, Becky took the class into the music room, and Martin kidnapped me! I asked him where we were going, and he said it was a surprise. I don't like to shop or go to restaurants on Sunday, but Martin doesn't share my views, so on the rare occasion that he wants to go out to eat on Sunday, I don't argue. He goes with me to church even on Sunday's that he doesn't want to, so I guess I can give in to him once in awhile.
He took me to a place called Kelly's. It is a down home cooking restaurant that serves huge portions. When you sit down, they bring a basket of hot, homemade yeast rolls. They are incredible. There is so much to choose from, but I always choose a vegetable plate. The broccoli and cheese is the best there is, and I got a double portion, some yams and some carrots. I wasn't all that hungry, so that was a good choice for me. Aunt Cheryl and Martin both got the roast beef, and though Papa ate all of his side of beef, Aunt Cheryl took most of her's home for the dogs.
I thought we would be going home after that , but another suprise was in store for me. Martin took us to Texas City, to drive along a 5 mile dike and watch the water, the families fishing, the sunset, and look for dolphins. There were not dolphins today, but we had a good time watching a family struggle with their fishing poles, getting tangled up on the rocks. We stayed for some time, and then finally, when the sun set, we headed for home. Along the way, Martin stopped and bought fried apple pies for us, They were so hot and crispy, and I nibbled mine to make it last longer. It was so good. I realized that Martin loves me so much, and wants to make memories that we can take into eternity, and this is his way of doing so.
We didn't go straight home, but we went to Becky's house to see her new furniture. Well, I wanted to see Little Joe more than the furniture, so it was a good excuse for me. We visited, admired the furniture, played with Little Joe, and in general, had a great time. Then, we had to go home, because Martin's favorite show was coming on. But, no peace yet, we were surprised when the rest of our family came over before going to their home. We love it when they come, and this was no different. Finally, we could settle down, but my last surprise was that my precious nieces stayed the night to help me tomorrow with Little Joe and the house. How sweet of them, they don't have to do that , but they always do anyway. We played Family Fued on the computer, and they slammed me. (Tee Hee!)
One more thing: This morning, the first thought upon waking was that I need to start making bread again. Not just any bread, but freshly ground wheat bread, all natural, for my family and for anyone who would like to have it. (for a price). I felt so excited when I t hought of another way to use my skills, and this would be perfect. I told the women at church that I will be doing this, and if they want bread, it will be 3.00 a loaf. I was met with surprise at what they thought was a low price. I just want to be fair, and my goal is to make 6 loaves a day eventually. Brother Brown has a honey business, and he told me he would help me get the honey. For that, his family will get bread in return. Next, my project will be making soap. That is something I have always loved to do, and will enjoy doing again. Even though it has been over 25 years since I have made soap, I can still clearly remember the scents and smells while making it and after. It is fresh and light, and so wonderful.
There is a show called Doomsday Preppers. They store food, and other items for survival, but on a much grander scale than I do. Martin was chuckling when he saw the canned meat the woman had done on one show, but then he turned to me and told me he was proud of my efforts.
It was such a nice Sunday. Tomorrow will be a nice Monday. Everyday will be wonderful, I know it.
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