Heh.

Oh -- the funniest thing happened to me out to lunch today. At the end of our meal, the waitress says to me, "You know, I think I'm going to start doing that -- putting a napkin in my lap like that. It looks so ladylike!" Um, OK. Then when she comes back with the check or whatever, she tells us about how she's recently come to Jesus, and she's sure that Jesus wants her to be more ladylike, and this napkin thing must be part of that! Jesus spoke to her through me and my napkin!

The lord works in mysterious ways.

I often confused about how many things Jesus is interested in.

The best part is that it really was just the two or three sentences, so it never got weird, and was actually kind of charming.

Heh, well you didn't need to give her a tip since you helped her please Jesus and all.

Okay, I did that cursor thing and now I totally feel guilty because of the way the old guy in the back stops to catch his breath when you hold still for a moment.

I put my napkin in my lap, but this is because I am messy and often spill things. (eta: I don't know how Jesus feels about this. It has never come up in our conversations.)

sarameg, do you have newpapers in your recycle bin? They're an excellent substitute for the paper towel in window cleaning. Spray your cleaner. Take a manageble sized piece of newspaper, clean off all the grime. Take a new piece, and dry the window from top to bottom.

"You know, I think I'm going to start doing that -- putting a napkin in my lap like that. It looks so ladylike!"

That's oddly adorable. So... was it the way you had your napkin in your lap, or the fact that you had a napkin in your lap that she was talking about? I am now curious about whether I've been doing it right all these years.

It was just the fact the napkin was in my lap. It was like she knew it was something that fancy people did, but it had never really occured to her that it was something she could do. Until the Jesus. Apparently.

Is it too early to go to bed?