12 more hours to go

It is raining cats and dogs today. It's cozy inside and I've made turkey chili and cornbread muffins. The house smells great. Chelsea and I decided to watch the 3rd season of "24." We're 12 hours in and I'm ready to throw in the towel. But Chelsea insists that we're going to watch all 24 episodes before the weekend ends. Oh my! I don't know if I can do it, but it is so much fun hunkering down under cozy quilts with my daughter that I'm going to give it all I've got. I'm grateful for these fun times to make up for the trying times I wrote about in my last post. It's as if grace has touched me on my shoulder and said, "Enjoy it while you've got it." I plan to.