Sundays can be truly fun.

We have a routine where we leave the house about 8 AM, stop for a quick McDonald's breakfast, pick up another seminary student at Bob Jones, and head to church. Today we thought we would have a pianist, too, but she was sick. We didn't get the message because yours truly left the phone in the bedroom instead of taking it with him... so we waited for someone who didn't show, though she tried to call us.

Before Sunday School, my bloodsugar was just under 100. I took a sugar tablet to keep from further drops, taught the lesson, and got ready for the sermon. By the end of Pastor's sermon, I'd dropped again. My wife worried about my newest bloodsugar, so I took more tablets and the other student drove us back to BJ.

At my request we got a few items from a local fast food joint.

At the school, I took the wheel, and Deborah and I went out for lunch. BBQ sounded good, and it was.

We took a walk at a the park in Greer, and came home. Rested. Then I walked the dog, so both dog and I had two walks today. Yippee.

Did some studies for Tuesday's classes. (I studied my Greek at the BBQ joint).

Well, all for now.