Another Long Sunday

It seems that ever since I moved to NC, Sundays have become the longest days. It used to be a day when I would go over to my parents' home and we would sit on the porch and enjoy the day just talking. Sometimes I even let them talk me into watching Gunsmoke with them. The actual series Gunsmoke was on when I was too young to really remember them and I suppose some find them lame and I guess at first I did too but now each episode reminds me of those special times I spent with my parents. Isn't it funny the things that we make memories from. I confess that I am so lonely here. My weekends just drag. I don't remember ever before preferring work over the weekends until I moved here.

Ugh, it seems every time I write here anymore I am whining. I hate whiners. On to something else.

Yesterday I went to a choir "retreat" at church. It is the day they begin practicing for the Christmas program and new people may join. I love to sing so I went to join, a friend had told me that they needed sopranos. Th e music for the program is beautiful, I really enjoyed singing as part of the choir. The church I went to in Indiana did not have a choir they had a praise team. I love the worship music of a praise team but I also love the harmony of the choir. Here we are lucky enough to have enough men for a good solid tenor and bass section. I normally go to the 8:30 service when they have praise music and now I will stay through Sunday School and sing with the choir at 11:00 then go home.

I seem to have caught a bit of a cold, I woke up in the middle of the night quite chilled, couldn't seem to get warm despite two rather heavy blankets. Today Im stuffed up one moment and running for tissues the next. Every change of season seems to bring on the sniffles.

Today I rented a movie from PPV. Miss Potter, the story of Beatrix Potter. It was a good little movie starring Renee Zellweger and Ewan McGregor. Not something I would probably watch again but I dont regret renting it as I occasionally do some movies.