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Smells like Sunday

It’s 11am on a Sunday morning.  Brunch has just been devoured with appropriate gusto, every pineapple chunk and strawberry eaten and the leftover biscuits and cheese packed away, and Pangur Ban, our bottle-raised kitten, is in the kitchen sink scavenging for stray crumbs.

The Geeklet Six have parked themselves in front of classic Transformers cartoons (yay for Netflix instant streaming!), SuperDad is at his computer playing around with Google Earth — apparently there’s at least one intriguing deserted island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean — and Yours Truly is, of course, blogging.

So it seems it’s as they say: “God’s in His heaven, and all’s right with the world.”  Could life get any sweeter?

What do you do on a Sunday?

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