Sunday Tidings.

the barometric pressure is code for brain hammer.
gonna rename it Mr. Baro M. Pressure, issue an APB, an arrest warrant and get that cranium buster behind bars.
i was trying to watch a history program about Ronald Regan, but drifted off and started dreaming. i was a show producer.....interviewing women to cook in the windows of large jewelry store windows..........
they wore starched white coats, large chef hats, they each had a small immaculate station.  somehow  the various cooking smells co-mingled into a delicious blend.....(i could see the steamy deliciousness wafting through the air like in the cartoons)....
men were up off their toes gently flying through the automatically opening doors. they were all wearing suits, hard soled dress shoes, trenchcoats and hats, very 60's downtown businessmanish........the store owners were rotund characters with large mustaches in 3 piece suits.  they each stood at the doors preening with a fresh red carnation in their suit lapels.  felt like the opening of a hollywood bygone era musical. 
dreams......huh!  the kitties attacked their food with intensity as usual.  Annie had a few bites, but then took off to sit in front(ier) windowland.......makes me think of disney, where every section of the park is a different land. 
the shower helped my head a lot.  getting in a shower in dizzy mode is a different ball of wax.  i grab the bars and  i truly think i am going slower than slow, but the dizziness is an odd navigational partner.  i gently hit the wall......not hard at all, just enough to be reminded that the dizziness was running the show going in.........by the time i got out, i was able to exit without the high intensity of that twirly feeling.
less wonky is good.  very very good.  not up to opening blinds to the back yard, got that light sensitivity thing going on......did notice the driveway is free of ice.   when my brain is able, need to retrieve mail and transport trash.
remembered the soaking apricot seeds, put them in a wet paper towel, slid them into a ziplock baggie, note on front says OPEN Sunday March 23rd.
(the directions say 5-6 weeks to germination, so that should be alright.....right?)
need to pray over these five tiny seeds and see what happens...i laid them side by side like little quintuplet seed siblings.....lol!!!!!!
this is sunday........time to select a bible verse for the day.  precious little ability to concentrate, but let's push a bit.....open the door to his perfect peace.
(a friend shared a list of verses recently......my eyes saw "perfect peace", my soul got that ahhhh feeling)
Even if chaos abounds, you will experience perfect peace. (Isaiah 26:3)
You will keep him in perfect peace,
Whose mind is stayed on you,
Because he trusts in you.
blessings to you and yours on this Sunday morning......softest hugs.
Adieu,
Sparrow

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deleted_user
deleted_user

Yes, Mr. Baro can be a pain for us. He sure has a way of working on me.

That dream was a wild one.

Appreciate the Bible verse.

Bear
DarlaC
DarlaC

Love that verse, Sparrow. Peace....ahhhh, we need it. He can provide it. We are so foolish not to get into the Word and find comfort!

Sorry about the crazy dream! What did you eat before bed? LOL...my mom always says our dreams have everything to do with what we eat. No science backs this up. I think my dreams have everything to do with the drugs I take to get me there!! Jeepers. Ambien used to give me night terrors. I stopped that stuff. I still take a half pill to break a non-sleep cycle. It works. I\'m thankful for that lil sleep aid, just have to watch the side effects.

Hope your seedlings come out just perfect. Date-wise, I think you have it figured out right!!! I\'m like you. Prefer the dark. Not in a morbid way. The sunlight is truly distracting to me, and hurts ma head. It also seems to overstimulate me if it\'s \"glaring\". I think the glare off the snow is bad for ma head! Prolly is for yours too.

Hope you had a peaceful Lord\'s day yesterday, Sparrow, and found some of that perfect peace. Lord knows.....we need Him to give that to us, daily! oxox