Sunday = Me-Day

I think from today onwards, I shall make Sunday the stay-home day.

I'm enjoying my lonely Sunday so far. The weather is beautiful, and I spent three hours at the piano. Now, I'm reading The Golden Compass, while listening to Dvorak's Slavonic Dances, while my darling dogdog Lady is being her lazy self, lying at my feet. Once in a while, I reach down to tickle her ears which used to stand so sharp, and see her smile. She's such a sweet darling I want to give her a kiss on her nose, if only she wouldn't lick me back.

Yes, Sundays are meant for myself. When else am I going to catch up on piano, reading, exercise, and the CDs I bought?

So, don't ask me out on Sundays!