Sunday Status
Ah, Sunday, the day of rest… now THAT’S something to be thankful for!
Yesterday is history, Tomorrow is a mystery… Today is Sunday.
On Sunday morning, I’m not nervous… I can’t wait to tell what God wants me to say.
Sunday please tell Monday to retire!
WARNING:: Going to bed on Sunday will cause Monday.
Three of the worst words to hear…
Oh, dear Sunday, I want to sleep in your arms and have a fun day.
SUNDAY – The day… I planned a lot but actually do nothing.
There’s no more difficult transition than Sunday to Monday.
I really need a day between Saturday and Sunday!
Love is poached eggs and the Sunday newspaper and slow, hard sex.
It takes about 63,000 trees to make the newsprint for the average Sunday edition of The New York Times.
Sunday already, now where is the weekend remote so I can hit the rewind button.
3 words I like. . . Friday, Saturday and Sunday.
It’s Sunday night, the end of the weekend. I don’t want to go to bed, cause when I wake up it will be Monday and the weekend’s over.
A Sunday well-spent brings a week of content.
God is not a Sunday plumber – he’s always available.
Sunday, good day, good work, Typhoon haired snake.
