See, this is what happens...

...when I go to prayer meeting.

I get all hyped up and then can't sleep.

Honestly, it was a joy to be back at church, especially since I hadn't been there since the first Sunday in August. But I get so wound up that even a couple of old sit-coms cannot tame the heightened brain alert.

Even now there is part of a half gallon of Blue Bunny Peanut Butter (something or other) Sensation ice cream, just around the proverbial pantry corner, calling to me.

"Ma....you're hungry, and I taste so delicious..."

"Don't even start with me, OK? Tryin' to lose a few pounds, here..."

"But Ma, surely a little bit wouldn't hurt now, would it? Might even prevent the onset of a fever. Think of it as a prophylactic measure."

"Measure...?...schmezure. That is SO lame."

"Now Ma..."

"Back off....! I'm tellin' ya. Put the carton down and step away from the Ma!"

"Ok, OKAY..."

"Book 'em, Danno."

(Whew. That was close)

*Bom...bom, ba baht bom.....
ba BAH dot bah BAHT, bah, ba BAHT bom...."

 

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