Jonathan ,'Lies My Parents Told Me'
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I went to my BiL's baptism. It was an informal, open house reception afterwards. My FiL offered the pastor a scotch & water and he replied, "I'd hate to waste good scotch on water--better give it to me straight."
It's why my non-religious self felt entirely comfortable with this guy marrying us. He's retired now, dear fellow.
My in-laws stopped going to church when DH's grandfather died, so I suspect he was the driving force behind their observances.
Mmmm, donuts and salvation.
Or, in the case of Homer Simpsons, donuts and damnation.
Um, I think Theo sums up the parentals issue best over Natter right here: Theodosia "Natter 48 Contiguous States of Denial" Jan 2, 2007 12:47:26 pm PST
She smart. And stuff.
Mmmm, donuts and salvation.
Or, in the case of Homer Simpsons, donuts and damnation.
Huh. I thought it was donuts and salivation.
Hee! Well played.
Or, in the case of Homer Simpsons, donuts and damnation.
"Daddy's soul donut - DO NOT EAT!"
Possibly my most favorite thing on the Simpsons ever.
::sneaks into thread::
I have escaped my moving box infested apartment to a cafe for a few minutes. Shhhhhh, don't tell my DH!
Sparky, when will you be here? I'm volunteering to bring over some food on moving day (I'd invite you over, but a) my apartment is a closet and b) the last thing that you want to do when you move is go somewhere)
Vortex, you are fabulous and beautiful. I think we'll be there the week of February 4th. Our mover can't be more exact than that until they know where we are on the truck, but we'll have better information when they load us. We're just doing a lot of stuff this week because there are no students yet at my U., and it was a good week for my DH to be absent from his place of employment.
Cool, let me know. You have my cell, right? if not, I'll e it to you.
I think I do have your cell, but if I can't find it I can ask.
Drat, I think I may have to go back to the boxes... my DH will be wondering what happened to make my short escape into a longer one.