another Sunday off
I’m feeding the dogs hand-made tortilla chips from El Mariachi restaurant. It makes them happy. Given that our kids are grown up and out of the house, that means I don’t have anyone else to share these with right now, and that means the dogs get spoiled.
The neighbors had their family over for a cookout today, which worked out great for me. I did not want to run the lawnmower and spoil their fun. So instead I wandered around with the puppies for a bit. That made them happy, too.
Some one of these Sundays I will get myself in to Boston and hit the Dharma Punx Sunday Meeting. I haven’t been to a sangha for a little while now, not since stopping by the Providence Zen Center on a couple of Wednesdays.
I had several ideas of what to post about today. I had started writing about Buddhism and punk rock. That is a topic for a different day. Instead I’m going to collapse on the couch with the same puppies who have been following me around all day, and we’ll all be happy. Buddha smiles.
