Sunday Somethings

Hello, Sunday.

Happy weekending, ya’ll!  I hope it’s been a good one.  Yesterday was low key enough, and Crawley and I continued our getting to know you.  For instance, I now know that this relationship is truly meant to be, since he gobbled up the whipped cream I gave him and he was willing to suffer death for a bite of warm brownie. Don’t worry- he didn’t get any.

My Sunday is full of catching up with the best and oldest friends, the way Sunday should be, really. I hope yours is equally enjoyable.

Let’s read on, shall we?  Big thanks to Yam for most of these enthralling reads.

Teachers really are the unsung heroes of our lives, especially when they do things like this.

Pain has become a real pain. How can we fix it?

Meet George Jetson…are we getting there?  These transportation pods suggest maybe.

You are what you tweet, say the feds, and it may affect your future job.

Lemonade from lemons. This couple did it best.

Yam thinks I should go here on assignment. I think I’ll go with the clothing optional option.  Seems a bit unsanitary, no?

Here’s hope for all my 35+ year old single girlfriends. But, it goes to the question of just because we can do it, should we?

Not for the low-carbed: an edible pizza box.  Again, just because we can do it, should we?

Travel friends are those with whom you can discuss your poop within two days of meeting them. One of the reasons why they are the best.

We are from where we came.  As was Prince.

Science, ya’ll. Survival of the fittest.  This shark loses.

And finally, Kanye at church? I like the sentiment, but would be more drawn in by some Britney, though I’m not sure I’m a Slave 4U sends the right message.

Have a good week!

Written during Call the Midwife. Still watching. Still loving.