A Good Morning

It is a pretty good morning. Thanks to Fawnda I scored a free chocolate, caramel, pecan scone at Ruby Coffee and thanks to a conversation with Noah last night I am listening to the Talking Heads at the moment (BTW it is a parenting victory when your 22 year old son knows who the Talking Heads are and knows specific songs to recommend – in this case Psycho Killer) while trying to deal with my vision insurance to get reimbursed for my eyeglasses, answer some chaplain questions, and consider Luke 22:47-53 for Sunday’s message at Tapestry.

Also it isn’t raining, which is a pretty big thing in Wisconsin recently.

I hope your morning, dear reader (or more accurately Mom), is as good.