Being in my line of work, "long weekend" means very little. So it was at church this morning that someone commented on the cool, rainy weather and said how nice it was to not be camping. That's one thing you can count on about Sunday worship: not getting rained on. (Here's hoping I haven't jinxed anything!)
The afternoon yielded the typical post-church crash, some barbequed salmon steaks and asparagus, more skipping and Kai's newest word (to replace his embargoed "cookie/kooky"): "yummy".