I have a few minutes before half time of the Bears game is over. My day has been busy, filled with gambling, repentance, gluttony and sleep.
My family spent last night at a hotel, joining Megan who was up from Texas for the weekend attending a wedding. We woke up early this morning and went downstairs for a breakfast in which my family ate most of a pig worth of bacon. We then jumped in a car and spent an hour sharing dollar bills at the local casino. Our time at the casino ran short and we had to hurry across town to make an 11:30 church service. After church, we drove back across town for root beer floats, then to O’hare, leaving Megan for her return trip to Texas.
Finally back in Oswego, I spent a few hours sleeping on the couch, fixed a major chink in my chain mail and fretted along with the Bears game.
Tomorrow promises to be exciting. Mollie, Andrew and Annaliese are returning from their weekend retreat and I will be picking them up from the Galesburg train station at some currently unknown time. Perhaps I should find that out!
My dad just questioned why the Falcons need to play in a dome when they reside in Atlanta, Georgia. That is a question I don’t know the answer to.
Ooh, the game’s back on.
See you all tomorrow . . .
Go Bears!
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