This Is What I Love About A Rainy Sunday

• Eating my great grandmother's zucchini bread instead of a real lunch.
• Finally getting around to sorting all those socks at the bottom of the laundry basket.
• Birdwatching on a rainy day is the best. Dozens of finches and cardinals and chickadees and tufted titmice (titmouses??) on the poplar out back plus the red bellied woodpecker that came to visit the newest feeder today. Mmm...suet, anyone?
• My Christmas cactus is blooming. I inherited this plant in the spring and had no idea what it was or what to do with it. Everyone always comments on its perkiness. Now it's covered in red buds.
• Maybe I'll take a nap. Maybe I won't.
• I finished a book that made me want to cry and figured out a few things in the process. (The Mermaid Chair by Sue Monk Kidd if you're wondering).
• I only realized about an hour ago it's only Sunday. We still have the other half of a four day weekend to go.
• I also realized earlier that I've watched my words too carefully on this blog the past few months...something that defeats the whole purpose of posting for me. Not that I have anything provocative to say today or most days. But I thought I should throw out the warning :)
• The best part of today? It's not even close to being over yet.