Younguns, had lots of them this weekend. Tré, making Jeff laugh and laugh and laugh (and why the hell not, he’s a winsome one.
Kids at church, saying awesomely wise and funny things during the kids’ story. I relayed the message to the rest of the congregation and we all had a good laugh.
Service was almost exactly an hour. I can do some things right. Prelude music worked out alright. Accompanist David had big galomphing piles of awesomeness in all directions. So in love. But not with the sound system, another story oyveyizmir.
Saw Lady Miss B, and by extension, her nameless parasite. (Yes, she’s enceinte).
Came home and apart from making supper, didn’t do much of anything.
Season three opener for True Blood kicked ass, and had major amounts of dudity between two major characters. No spoilers, this one’s too good as a surprise.
Hope everybody had a good weekend.
