So many things have tickled me this week.
* I’m thinking if the sermon was led by a long-winded Baptist, the flight was reasonable and justified.
*Award for Best Fear of Commitment Excuse.
* Booze market hits slump as Baptists temporarily embrace teetotalism (because, you know, people might talk.)
* And I saved the best for last: Diva’s grandpa bought her a Barbie doll yesterday. This morning, she pronounced the naked doll defective and tossed it in the trash. According to Diva, her “butt had broked-off.” It hadn’t – but despite my best efforts to explain to Diva this is how Barbie dolls are supposed to look, she sneered disdainfully at the discarded doll and said:
“Well, I don’t want her. Her butt is gone and it’s weirdy.”
I am so proud.