Lazy Sunday

Maybe it all started in my youth when, after church (we actually went every week back then...), we would would stop at the bakery and get one doughnut each (but ONLY if we had behaved in church), come home, eat brunch and the doughnuts, then promptly spend the rest of the afternoon either watching football or, in the off-season, being generally idle.

However it started, I don't consider myself ready to face the coming week unless I've had at least three hours of slothfulness on Sunday afternoon.