Every other year we get up with the sun and go to the early Ash Wednesday service at church. Last year we went at night, so this was an early rise year.
As clearly evidenced by the dark circles even Stila eye makeup cannot correct.
And so I started my day on the right foot, talking to God at the altar. Then I had a warm Shipley’s donut in the fellowship hall. And I was done with all my work and then some by 1:00 today. Why don’t I just wake up early all the time? I could be home in the afternoon more often for stuff like this:
Well, because it feels really good to sleep till you wake up.
That’s why. Catch you in 2016, early ashes.