A Satisfying Saturday

After slaving away another four hours this morning, my vest still isn't finished. The side seams and buttons are left to do. Princess seams are the culprit. They make for an excellent fit but make you earn it. I went over to Geneva's at ten, but I woke up at 7:30. I got up, made a pot of coffee, and read Life Together and Romans. It was a civilized and mature way to muscle through a Saturday morning. When the Chief arose, I showered and got ready to go over to the sewing den. I had to abort the mission due to hunger pangs. I devoured a cheeseburger while Geneva and The Chief munched on salads.

This afternoon validated my devotion to my mailbox. (Chief makes fun of me: "What did you GET today?!?") My mailbox has been a cornucopia of goodness the past two days. Yesterday I received a postcard from London. Today it brimmed with a international Valentine's package full of designer chocolates (mostly dark) and a paperswap book, A Trip to Vanity Fair.

I napped, ironed and walked. I watched some of the UNC game. Then, I settled down at the dining table with a goblet of red wine and two sets of Central Africa tests. Now, I'll read more of Bonhoeffer. This is my definition of a satisfying Saturday.

How do you like my new digital camera? It's pink.