Well, since me and God kept performing phone tag, I went to Church this morning and called him direct. He was very busy through the throng and I am pretty sure we made eye contact before He was swamped under a blanket of followers that stole His attention away. Ah well, someday I will be able to get Him alone and see what He has been up to these days.

Eventually I made it home to get my clothes washed, my moms poor washer has seen better days, before me and my brother started coming home to wash clothes.

I think tonight I will either make cookies, banana bread or apple pie...I'll have to flip a coin to see. Oh, I also could make popovers...which reminds me I need to give Janelle a call tomorrow and make sure she is still around.

I notice that when you know people, you know exactly how they are going to react when you are home. Like some people will jump up and greet you and talk, or others will be in a dark room, watching tv or reading with a sad expression on their face and not care either way if you are there or not. It's not as if I expect a huge welcoming, but maybe a smile wouldn't hurt. Maybe I just smile too much and expect too much from others. /shrugs