quiet sunday morning

its a blizzard outside. so i am entirely content to stay at home. i decided not to go to church anyway because i wanted some alone time. it's been nice. i'm listening to old caedmon's call, which brings back tons of memories from high school, hillsdale, etc. i spent some time listening to a lecture by Bruce Waltke entitled Why Do Good People Suffer? I didn't finish it because Mariah's amazing cinnamon rolls came out of the oven. so i joined Sarah and Mariah in their room. There's nothing quite like warm cinnamon rolls on a sunday morning in your pj's with hot tea. mmm.

i love tea.
right now i'm back to tea because coffee has been making my throat hurt again.

i might brave the weather to go study somewhere today. that was the "original" plan but no one plans on a blizzard. sigh.
two papers to write and quite a bit of reading. i can do it!

in other news, i think the 1/2 marathon is off--at least for awhile. it costs $60! Maybe that's not much for the fun, the challenge, and the cool shirt, but right now it is. I don't really know what next year will look like or if i'll be able to keep this job. so i can't register and dish out 60 bucks. sad. maybe some other time...

man, old caedmon's call is so good. I forgot how much i like it. i've had many "table for two" moments over the past several weeks so i find it appropriate to post the lyrics. its a great song :)

Danny and I spent another late night over pancakes,
Talkin' 'bout soccer
And how every man's just the same
We made speculation
On the who's and the when's of our futures
And how everyone's lonely
But still we just couldn't complain

And how we just hate being alone
Could I have missed my only chance
And now I'm just wasting my time
By looking around
But you know I know better
I'm not gonna worry 'bout nothing
Cause if the birds and the flowers survive
Then I'll make it okay
I'm given a chance and a rock
see which one breaks a window
See which one keeps me up all night and into the day

Because I'm so scared of being alone
That I forget what house I live in
But it's not my job to wait by the phone
For her to call

Well this day's been crazy
But everything's happened on schedule
from the rain and the cold
To the drink that I spilled on my shirt
'Cause You knew how You'd save me
before I fell dead in the garden
And You knew this day
long before You made me out of dirt

And You know the plans that You have for me
And You can't plan the end and not plan the means
And so I suppose I just need some peace
Just to get me to sleep.

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enjoy your sunday!