Hope my readership had a lovely day being spoiled by their children. ;) I had a pleasant day that began with breakfast in bed prepared & delivered upstairs by my youngest, but I ended up doing a bit more than I'd originally planned. It's OK--most of my "doing" involved primping my '04 Mustang GT convertible, which needed TLC in the form of vacuuming, washing, & a coat of Armor All on the interior. Tomorrow, as I'm' off for a state holiday, she'll get a coat of wax, Rain-X on her windshield, & a dose of Armor All on the roof. Just before dark, hubby rushed to replace the faulty EGR valve.
Today's homily dealt with Mother's Day from the viewpoint of a fervently praying woman named Monica, whose son was a bit undisciplined as a youth, including having a child out of wedlock with one of his many lovers before Monica's prayers were answered & he joined the church...in the fourth century. (This raucous individual is best known to history as St. Augustine of Hippo.) I'd first heard the story on a Mothering Sunday in England way back in March of (I think!) 1987. My teenaged daughter had never before heard it & was, I think, surprised to realize St. Augustine was as "imperfect" as so many other of the saints were while on earth.
Our high temperatures today dropped from 90+ to the mid-70s, much more pleasant & less humid to be about in the yard helping to haul shrubbery clippings from the yard to the trailer (before I attended to the car). That made for a fun afternoon spent with the eleven year old, who soaked ME more than she did the car while we were soaping & rinsing her! We pretty much had to wring out our shirts & shorts & leave our shoes on the porch to dry, but it was worth it to have a sparkling clean car again (not to mention a stress-free afternoon with my own offspring!).
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