I’m just too darn lazy to blog today. I haven’t been able to think of anything worth saying anyway. It’s the first rainy Sunday I can remember in a long time. Kelly and Jack are napping in the bed next to me and I’m reading away at The Grapes of Wrath. The tapping rain drops and whooshing currents outside on the lawn have silenced our bedroom. Jack tuckered himself and his mom out running around our recently baby proofed kitchen and dining room. That ought to keep those two snorting for another half hour anyway. Until then, I’m going to enjoy my book and let this lazy rainy Sunday wash over me. I’ll think of something good next week. Until then, check out last week’s post. It was a good one.