Fun Day Sunday

Sunday turned out to be bitterly cold--the kind of cold that you wish to avoid by staying in bed all day. You want to watch movies, read books, nap, and eat, all while in the warm confines of your comforter.

Unfortunately, baring some severe illness--which takes the fun out of such a day--I'm incapable of pulling off that kind of laziness. Sister #1, however, can pull off this type of day with flare. It's called Fun Day Sunday: a weekly routine where she curls up on the couch with her dog and becomes totally useless. If she needs to eat, her husband will bring some sort of sustenance to her. And if she needs to go to the bathroom? She avoids this at all costs, holding out until her kidneys are screaming for help.

And if you doubt the regularity or severity of this weekly episode, you need only turn to their dog, Guinness. The furry mutt loves Fun Day Sunday. He knows the phrase to mean "Day to get on the couch and be useless," and gets all excited when the words are uttered. And like his mom, he doesn't want to be moved for anything--including going outside. So he lays on the couch and moans and groans and whimpers because he has to potty but can't be bothered to go outside to do so. Only when it's clear that things are about to take a messy turn does Sister #1 and her furry mutt part ways for a brief interlude, before curling back up on the couch.

You have to admit, that's one helluva way to pass a day.