It's April!

It's April!  Who knew? You expect that I update this thing once every election cycle? You have lofty goals for me.  But I appreciate your anticipations. Proper grammar is of no consequence this evening. I write because I must.

Tonight, we were guest-hosting a bible study at our house. Though it be 55 outside, dad had our electric fire-source roaring, I popped some popcorn, brewed some coffee, and positioned the ice-cream cake lovingly on the counter top.  Spoons, plates, utensils were placed neatly nearby, with various sugars and decorative creamers.  Did I mention that I made 7 cups of coffee?  Well, I did.  And it was a darn shame because no one showed up.  Not a soul.  It would have been a bigger bust of an evening had dad and I not gotten a huge kick out of calling each other a "friendless loser". We are a twisted bunch.

And who was even more disappointed tonight?  Bentley Eugene.  He had completed his reading for the week and was ready to discuss a chapter out of Romans...

Here I was able to catch him as he was being slain in the spirit...