Doing the Laundry on a Sunday Evening

Most Sunday evenings I feel like it’s a race to the finish line, and before I can settle in for the evening I am usually faced with a mountain of laundry to summit. It seems like the laundry never ends around my house. This time of year the chores feel endless because in addition to my regular household tasks, the holidays add more to my “To Do” list.  The Thanksgiving holiday also reminds me  of the first poem I ever had to memorize, the classic “Stopping By Woods on A Snowy Evening” by Robert Frost. So, as I was doing yet another load of laundry on Sunday evening I was inspired to pen my own version of this classic.

Whose clothes these are I think I know,

They will not do their laundry though.

They let their clothes pile up so high,

I sort, pre-treat, wash, dry and fold.


My family, they must think it’s great,

To have clean clothes without a wait.

Though lots of colors, darks, and whites,

Their laundry’s done and almost never late.


They throw their dirties on the floor,

Not in the hamper or on a rack,

Soiled towels and clothes, hung on the door,

So many loads, one, or two, no less than four.


The clothes are soiled and must be cleaned,

So I have work to do,

And piles of laundry before I sleep.

And piles of laundry before I sleep.


Feast Day of St. Francis

Today is the feast day of St. Francis. As you may or may not know, the St. Francis story goes something like this, “There was a man who was rich and had a lot of toys and money. He gave it all away and went out to take care of all the sick people and animals.” At least this is what Diego told me when he returned from his lesson during Children’s Chapel, at church yesterday. 

Actually, it’s a little more complicated than that. As told by our rector at All Saints yesterday, during his sermon, St. Francis had a lot more to do with being a courageous peacemaker. But the part about St. Francis “helping the animals, ” I think Diego got that a little right, since we seem to associate St. Francis with the “blessing of all creatures great and small.”  Here’s a wonderful example of that during the blessing of the animals at yesterday’s 9:00 a.m. service.

All creatures great...

and small, receive a blessing.

All things bright and beautiful, all creatures great and small. All things wise and wonderful, the Lord God made them all. 

Sunday Offerrings

It is not a sleep-in Sunday around our house. Nico had Donut duty with his boy scout troop after the 7:15 mass. He and I had to get up early to serve these beauties to the parting parishioners at St. philip’s.

Then it was off to our other church home, All Saints.  (Since we are a blended family we have had to blend our faiths too. The girls were baptized Catholic and the boys were baptized Episcopal. Now, we all go to both churches!! ) Nico had his first day of Acolyting today. Luckily, he had his sister Erica up there with him to show him the ropes.

The afternoon was already filled with a trip to visit family with a stop to Long Beach State where Olivia had spent the weekend in a speech and debate tournament. Somehow we mangaed to squeeze in a trip to Shoreline Village for a little family fun and ice cream.

Ice Cream Sunday

Finally, home Sunday evening to finish up this:

Maybe, I'll get a chance to watch my one of my favorite shows, before I crash and burn....