An Average Sunday at The Judd's.

I woke up sad this morning. It changed so fast though.

My mother woke me up in song. As she usually does. Most of the words aren't real, but I understand what she means. It's a ballad of her love for me.

After I laid in bed for a couple of minutes, I realized I did in fact have to get up, and get ready for church. So I put on a pretty flowy top, decided a braid was the best way for me to tackle my hair, and did my make up super fast. Then we went to St. John the Baptist parish up in Draper.

There was this amazing priest from Notre Dame, and his homily blew me away. The gospel was about John The Baptist, when he baptized Jesus. How God CHOSE his beloved Son.

His homily was about how God chose each and every one of us to be here, and how we can CHOOSE to hear him, or choose to do bad things that can hurt ourselves.
And it left me thinking.

I know that my Father in Heaven loves me.
I know that Jesus died for us on the cross.
I know that God would never abandon me, even in my darkest times.

But mostly.

I know that my God loves me for who I am. Quirks, moods, trials, successes, failures, triumphs, bad days, good days, and He shows His love for me the most, when I'm not looking for it.
He sends His love to me when I need it the most.

He's shown it to me in everyway possible.
Family, Friends, Relationships, Animals, Books,
And especially my Bible.
I swear, whenever I need a boost, my bible falls to the place that I need it to.

Anyway...

On our way home from church, we stopped by the dollar store, read through about 10000000000 cards, bought 16, then went t Lowe's. We bought new dead bolts for every door in our house, meanwhile Sophie and I sat in a BRIGHT RED bathtub for two, and decided that, that bathtub should go into our bathroom, and we should install a fridge underneath it.

After we got home, I drew for a bit. I forget how much I love to draw, until I start a new project. I'll post my project when I'm done with it, but right now, it's a secret. And the person who it's for will soon know about it's existence.

After I drew, I ate some eggs and pancakes with the small family, because PJ and Sara weren't home yet.

Right after that. I took a nap.
I zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz'd for about 3 hours. It was so nice.

Sari came over, we talked, we laughed, we chilled. Then I went to my Aunt Chochy's house for birthday. I gave her a photo I had taken of her and the baby for her birthday.

Then when we came home.

I.Laughed.MY.GUTS.OUT!!!!!!

Mollie (my puppy) sleeps in Sophie's room, and as she came upstairs, we were running back and forth in the hall from my parents room, to Sophie's room, as she chased us. Hahahahahaha. I was laughing so hard!!!! My sister, and I were in t-shirts and undies!!!!! And seeing my mom's tiny stick legs run up and down the hall in her skinny jeans was the funniest thing I've ever seen! In my Life!!! (Name that movie!!!)

I love my doggies. They are amazing.

I'm going to leave you all with a quote.


If only we'd stop trying to be happy we could have a pretty good time. ~Edith Whartonoher

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