I love Sundays. I've always loved Sundays. Even when I spent 3 hours in church beginning at 8am, I loved Sundays.

Volleyball at the beach (thanks Max!), NFL Football, the running club I found last year, golf's final day, NASCAR, or recuperating from chasing Womack all over the field. Sunday always has something (or nothing) great to enjoy.

It took Sheree's comment to make me realize just how much I take Sundays for granted. She said this morning, "I can't believe I don't have anything to do. No papers to write, no online work, nothing!"

I hope that today brings us a whole lot of nothing...