My Husband woke me up this morning with a cup of tea, and asking if I would be going to church with him and Lit'lun. I didn't answer immediately, I want to go to church with my husband but, and here's where the title comes in. They both set off for the church that we all used to go to until about a year ago when our interregnum ended (whoa, there's a clue!) I am now spiritually homeless, today I went to a church 7 miles from our home that I was confirmed in, it has changed and I didn't recognise many people, but that's OK I don't mind as long as everything else is OK!
When I got home they were already back, my husband asked me where I had gone and I told him.
After lunch we went into town I posted all my Christmas cards and just got the odd few bits for the stocking fillers (I know how old they are but its a bit of fun,) I know that my kids know the real meaning of Christmas.
My lovely husband got me a hat from a street vendor as it was sooo cold, I love it and only took it off when it was dinner time. Traditional Sunday roast, chicken today.
It was my turn to bring the horses in, and after doing this I popped round to mums to collect the dog cage and some other things I had taken out of the back of my car and left with her. While I was there mum asked me to choose which Christmas cake I would like, mum is a fantastic cake maker and decorator, she did both mine and my brothers wedding cakes many years ago, together with countless birthday cakes, she has even done some for money they are so good, I chose my cake and told her I would collect it tomorrow when we have finished walking the dog, we are taking the dog down to the beach.
Now I am sat on the sofa with my lovely husband, a glass of wine beside me, writing this and watching the NFL oh yes.
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