I cannot Sunday today. Also, chocolate covered cherries...

Good morning friends!  On this beautiful Sunday morning, I have decided to do something completely out of character for myself. I am skipping church. Jon left the house at 10:30 with the kids while I remained firmly planted on the couch, warmed by the non-judging embrace of  my stretchy clothes, ignoring my need of a shower, and reveling in the silence I was about to experience.

Do not worry about me. It has absolutely nothing to do with church and everything to do with my physical need to be somewhere quiet to process through the last couple of weeks. I was going to list it all out, but really, the details are unimportant so I'll bullet point it for you.


  • Tommy broke his finger last night at his first basketball game. Different finger. Dr. Santiago thought he was almost done with us, but apparently the first break was merely the beginning of a beautiful relationship. I wonder how many breaks gets you to a first name basis.
  • General family unrest. Unwelcome news, unwelcome attitudes...it's been super fun in the Dumont house over the last couple of days.
  • The children spiraled into tailspin of entitlement, and I'm the one that has to fight back the privilege beast when it rears it's ugly head. How do you battle this beast? By using the word "No" repeatedly and with conviction. The children LOVE it when I do this. Nothing warms their hearts more than when they ask for things and I say no for no reason other than that I feel they need to learn how to handle the word "no" a little better.  Sometimes I throw in a "because I said so" for extra laughs. 
  • I got to see nearly all of my most favorite people in the last couple of weeks, and we packed in as much fun and late night talks as we could. This was normal when we were 20, and it in no way damaged our energy levels or ability to cope with day to day life. Apparently we lost that most wonderful gift of youth along the way. Now that we're closer to 40 than 30, the recovery was a little more acute. 
  • During this reunion where we acted like we were 20 year olds with extra experience, I also ate all the foods. Like, all. the. foods. Chinese, BBQ buffet, pasta, chocolate souffle (yeah, I made it and I'm super proud of myself for it), pizza, Mcdonald's, Chickfila (twice), Olive Garden. It was glorious. I actually don't regret it, and I somehow managed to not gain weight so put this one under a miracle of God. 
  • Charlotte broke her nose in the middle of all this. There's nothing to be done for it, and now her nose has a little bit of character. 
  • Oh, and the flat tire on I26. We're just driving along in the left lane when my tire blows. Thankfully I was able to get over quickly so that we could park and wait for help to arrive. Yes, I know I should be able to changed a tire, but I'd rather not change a drivers side tire in the dark, wearing a dress, and beside an interstate where cars are zooming past me at 70+mph. 
So there are the highlights...lowlights? Oh, and we went to Sam's Club on a Saturday afternoon so at this point, I'm thankful to be alive. 

All that to say, last night as I was about to go to sleep, I thought about Sunday, and I just couldn't. I could not bring myself to get up and dressed to go to church. And I love church. It feeds my soul every Sunday in a way that my Hillsong cd and private reading simply cannot do. But not today. On this Sunday, a day that is supposed to be a time of rest, I chose a different form of rest. The kind of rest that involves my Mickey Mouse fleece blanket, yoga pants, unwashed hair, coffee in my Bon Jour mug, and a quiet house. 

Finally, we're going into the holiday season and some of you are seeing the chocolate covered cherries in the stores and thinking of me. I've had more than one person send me pictures of them when you find them. Keep doing that. BUT...and this hurts me to say it...don't buy them for me. I thought I had learned enough self control to contain the addiction, but I can't. A friend surprised me with my very first box on Friday. I thought I could handle it. I could eat one a day and be fine. Nope. I am not fine. I can't eat just one. As soon as we got home from the game with the broken bone, I went for the cherries. I cannot undo nearly a year of changing my eating habits and breaking the sugar addiction in two months of chocolate covered cherry debauchery. I lost 20 pounds this year and kept it off. I will not go back. I will not. 

And so now I wish you all a very happy Sunday. I hope it is a day of rest for us all. 

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