Haven’t felt great for the last few days and this afternoon I ended up in the doctor’s office. After my appointment, stomach hurting and head splitting, I came home and crashed. I woke up long enough to see a blur of kids come through the door after their match, ask for dinner money and head right back out the door for youth group. Cranky and groggy, I sprawled on the couch and flipped on the television. I hit the power button on the remote in time to watch one of my favorite songs performed absolutely beautifully from beginning to end on PBS. I buried my head a little deeper in the pillow, pulled the blanket up a little higher, closed my eyes, listened to the music and felt… relief. For the first time all day. Now medicine is kicking in just in time for me to go back to bed. But Stardust saved the day first.  (Mildly embarrassing fact about me: I think Michael Buble is so way sexy. Can’t explain it or help it.)