sundays are for nothing

sundays are the perfect day to do absolutely nothing. i think it is my strict christian upbringing that as created in me a sense that nothing should really be done on these days. no work. no school. nothing. it has gone from a respect for the big guy upstairs to just a thing i feel people should not do.
i remember many years ago my sister and i convincing our mother to buy a vhs vcr. we suffered for far too long with our beta machine and finally after a decade or so of being on the market vhs machines were cheap enough for us to afford one. the real persuading wasn't so much as getting her to buy one, it was the fact that we were pleading our case on a sunday.
my mother was against shopping on sundays as apparently it made baby jesus cry. it took a few hours of crying, begging and promising to do our chores until the end of time but finally she agreed. i remember driving to the mall as excited as a fat kid who just found a suitcase full of chocolate. my mind was full of all the movies that were now available to me. the possibilities seemed endless. i also remember, as we pulled into the parking lot to buy said machine, my mother saying, "i just don't feel right about this."
as we all know now the world didn't stop on that sunday my mother bought a vcr. but maybe, just maybe, me being a big 'mo is god's way of getting even.