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Sunday morning ramblings


My husband just left for church without me and without the boys. We have the sniffles, nothing too terrible, but still. I hate missing church because of sickness. Especially during advent season. I'll be missing next week too because of nursery duties. :( Thank goodness for technology. I'll be able to pop my headphones in tomorrow and listen to the sermon via podcast.  It's not the same, but it's close.

My birthday is tomorrow. Monday. I was robbed of a Sunday birthday, due to this being a leap year. Bah-humbug. ;) It's kind of fun though having an extended birthday weekend. I'm just sad that my husband has to work tomorrow. When one thinks of birthdays, presents aren't far from mind. And this year, I've received many special early presents. A couple of weeks ago, I received my first gift from my loving husband. A camera! It wasn't a surprise gift, as we both put a lot of time, energy and thought into this particular brand/model, not to mention searching for the best price - but it's been a much anticipated gift as I've had my eye on it for over a year now. After considering all the pros of owning a "good" camera we decided that the purchase was worth it. I'm very happy with it and love capturing "non-iphone" pictures for us and my far-away family. Yesterday, I felt especially pampered and spoiled.


My brother and his wife sent me a box full of birthday goodies (coffee, a beautiful scarf, and a ombre tumbler - all things I've wanted and needed).  They're the best.
 
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I also spent yesterday morning with my sweet mother-in-law. She and I get along so well - for which I am ever SO grateful. She's one of the sweeetest people I know and I enjoy spending time with her. She's so generous with her kind words and little gifts. I always come away from our time together feeling blessed beyond words.

Tomorrow, there will be lasagna (a Davoli birthday tradition) and cake. And maybe a birthday card or two in the mail.

But today, we're just taking it easy, in hopes of getting well. It'll be a pj/coffee/lay-on-the-couch/football kind of day. :) It's kind of nice to have a lazy day. Maybe I'll head over to my Tumblr blog and make a music post - I'm sorely behind on my weekly posts... :-/

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