Saturday afternoon

A quiet Saturday, a late afternoon visit to Panera, to be followed by a stop at the grocery.

It's been a quiet day in large part because I slept late - really late, for me.  By the time I was up for good, it was after nine.  Last night a friend and I went to a Third Day/Tenth Avenue North concert, and it wore me out.  The concert started at seven; it ended just before eleven, and we skipped an after-concert concert some of the guys in the band decided on the spur of the moment to hold in the chapel.  Both of us had been up since before five, and just could not keep ourselves vertical any longer.

Naturally, by the time I got home, I was wide awake.  The concert had been incredible; at one point, the entire band came off stage, back to where the audio/video control boards were set up, to play half a dozen or so numbers. We just happened to be sitting about fifteen feet away.  As much as I love the new CD, it is so much better to hear the numbers live.

So...wide awake until sometime after midnight. Up for half an hour or so just after six, then realized it was Saturday and I had no real reason to be up.  More sleep, then a leisurely bit of housework in the kitchen, then out to Panera to do some reading.  I haven't been here in forever.

I'm using a Lenten devotional from Tricia McCary Rhodes called Contemplating the Cross.  Actually, it's considerably more than a devotional, and thought provoking. What I read today dovetails well with the passage I am reading in church tomorrow, most of Isaiah 53.

The important clocks are changed; an early bedtime will help with the "spring forward".