A weekend at home

Today is a lovely day. It is my favorite kind of day. A rainy one. Every day that is a rainy day is a lovely day for me. And so I have spent this lovely rainy day doing exactly what I felt like doing-enjoying it. And one of my favorite things to do on a rainy day is to think about my other favorite things and so I will give you list of my favorites from this past weekend at home.
1. The drive to NE with Josh, being goofy, talking, listening to our new audiobook, "Doctrine: What Christians Should Believe" by Mark Driscoll, only making 1.5 stops :D 

2. The way the stars look from my house

3. My Australian Shepherd, Gracie, who is getting very fat

4. The way my house smells when I walk in the door

5. The familiarity of my moms tight even though half asleep hug that comes with our usual midnight arrival

6. Waking my dad up my hanging licorice into his open mouth

7. His reaction and that he knew it was me without even opening his eyes

8. The familiarity of his tight hug and scratchy face

9. The half-frightening attack of my siblings and being smothered in their group hug

10. Breakfast with my brothers

11. Seeing my little cousin who made Josh & me an ornament out of a gourd for our 'first spring together being married.'

12. Seeing my grandparents for the first time in 3 months and asking my grandma to do my nails like she always does

13. Grilling for supper-my favorite-we always do this when I get to come home

14. The insane laughing that never fails to make an appearance at our supper table

15. My mom and mom-in-law being friends 

16. Playing poker & pictionary complete with mandatory hat-wearing

17. Staying up too late talking to my dad in the basement

18. Waking up at 5:30 for sunrise service and celebrating Jesus

19. Hugs from old friends

20. Making Easter dinner with Josh

21. Talking with my sister on the porch swing all afternoon

22. Laughing until we cried with my mom and sister

23. How our yard looks, smells, feels on bare feet

24. The blue sky full of clouds

25. That I didn't cry when saying goodbye (for the first time) 

26. The fun laughs on the drive back home to St. Louis.

I love my home. I hate saying goodbye to it when I leave but it makes it that much sweeter.