Sunday...

Sunday is my day off. Really off. It is -- ironically -- the day I don't do the thirty-minute prayer-and-meditation walk I do the other six days of the week. It was once again stormy weather, I'm sorry to say, but we're promised a dry and sunny day tomorrow; I'm hoping it turns out that way. [Update on Monday: It did turn out that way. Hurrah and gloriosky!]

What I do Sunday morning, after my breakfast of two slices of pumpernickel toast and a cup of coffee, is watch two television shows that...