Rainy Sunday

To me, it is hard to beat coming home from church on a rainy Sunday with the smell of roast, potatoes, and carrots filling your house.  That is what happened yesterday.

But, there is one thing that might be a little bit better...a rainy Sunday nap.  Yesterday morning, I was tired and coming home from my 24 hour hospital shift.  Yes, the prego ladies and babies kept me busy that night.  So, when Eli went down for his pre-church nap, I decided I better get some beauty sleep also.  I told my husband to wake me up at 11:30, so that I would have time to get pretty for church AND cut up the potatoes, carrots, and onions to put in the crockpot before we left for church.  Well, Ben woke me up at 12:10, exactly 40 minutes too late...until I saw the roast in the crockpot was covered with cut up potatoes, carrots, and onions.  Yes, I wanted roast yesterday.  But, even more than that, I wanted a nap...a nice LONG nap.  And, my fantastic hubs gave me just that.  Thanks, darling Ben.  You make my life easier in a million ways.