For some reason, I’ve been allocated the Sunday Afternoon Inquisitions. Is everyone else still asleep after a mother of a blowout on Saturday night? Are they all at church in their Sunday best? Or is there something faintly evangelical about me?
As a kid, Sunday mornings were frustrating and boring.Â I’d wake up early, but there weren’t any cartoons on TV, only the dreaded Hour of Power.Â I wasn’t socialized into religion, so there was no church for me. That is, until I begged my parents to allow me to attend Sunday School for a few errant weeks.
Nowadays, Sunday mornings are blueberry pancakes for brunch at my local cafe, hiking at Point Reyes, or hours and hours of long, languid se…um, sleeping…
What do you do on Sunday mornings?
The Afternoon Inquisition (or AI) is a question posed to you, the Skepchick community. Look for it to appear daily at 3pm ET.