A Hum-Dinger

Sunday has always been my favorite day.

Different stages of life have meant different reasons for the feelings of a Sunday.


Walking to church with a silly bow in my hair, but happy just the same because the Brothers always had candy.



Telephone marathons



PRE-K (pre kids):  

Lazy day in bed with my husband, a little of this, a little of that

Those luxurious stretches that give you the most peace you’ve felt all week

Laughter, music



A little more of this, a lot more of that


POST-K (post, well you get it):

Skip it, blocked it out, everyday is the same

Damned Looooooong



Huh?  I’ve forgotten what day it is and I don’t have time to remember it anyway


Ahhhh, starting to come back to me now.  I think I remember what this is like

Oh hell yeah

Only now it’s “Get Ooooooooooout…you’re hogging the bed!”

“But, seeing as you are up now, can you feed the dog, walk him, take the chicken out of the freezer, turn the music on, bring me some coffee in a couple hours?


Aw, thanks hon.”


Trying to re-figure it out

So far, it’s still my favorite day, just not sure why as all the days kind of run together

But when something reminds me it’s Sunday, I smile

(after I cringe ’cause I thought it was Thursday)

But I DO still think Sunday is a Hum-Dinger of a day

So, I’ll Hum a little something for ya

Happy Sunday all



16 thoughts on “A Hum-Dinger

  1. Sunday, Sunday……a fav for me. Did I mention we are having perfect weather?!?!? (shhhh….it won’t last long….) Hope your Sundays become what you need them to be, Rhonda….♥♥♥ and all the other days as well 😉


  2. How can YOU be older than me? It seems impossible, SB, for you have a young soul I think. Oy I heard from that Kyle fella the other day, it’s awesome seeing him back and scandalizing my delicate sensibilities. Love that man.


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