It’s about the holidays this week — Thanksgiving, Christmas, as well as some of our typical family fare!
Michael was “bummed” about having to miss church services due to an early (late November) snow here in Oklahoma. He bemoaned: “It’s not just the worship; I will miss the Christian fellowship”
Cheryl: “We are Christians; fellowship with US!”
Michael: “That is like going to the prom with your mother!”
CAUGHT IN THE ACT
Cheryl: “Michael, have you been sitting in my chair?”
Mike, obviously defensive: “Uh …. why do you ask?”
Cheryl: “Your water bottle is sitting right here.”
Paul: “Amateur …”
From time to time, I will say or do something just to get a response out of Cheryl (if you can envision that!;) and as she does I will often say, “I’m just trying to get a rise out of you.”
When I said that recently, Cheryl responded: “Really, like that is some big feat? You ought to attempt something a little more challenging!”
We shared Thanksgiving Day dinner with my family in Oklahoma City, and we had a great meal and a good time together. We had plenty of desserts, of course, and my sister Pam had gotten several slivers of some different pieces of pie on her plate, to sample each one — not a bad strategy!
As she savored a white chocolate and macadamia pie that Cheryl had made for the first time (and which was marvelous I might add!), Pam exclaimed playfully: “Cheryl, are you ever going to learn to make a pie?!”
“Oh, which one did you get?”, Cheryl asked.
I interjected: “Which one DIDN’T she get?!”
A NEW DAY?
The Friday morning after Thanksgiving, I was reading my Bible when Paul walked into the living room (I would say “early” Friday morning, but it wasn’t that early! 😉 I noticed that he had on running shorts, and a hoodie. He was carrying running shoes and socks in his hands and he sat down to put them on. I figured he was resolved to start the day after Thanksgiving by going out to run, to work off some of those holiday calories. “Whatcha’ going to do?”, I queried.
“Going out to get a donut”, he replied.
From the kitchen I could hear Michael in the living room, singing “Who Am I?” from “Les Miserables” — in what sounded like German! I hollered: “Have you learned that song in German?”
Cheryl: “He’s reading it on his phone.”
Walking into the room, I said: “That’s still pretty good; you are reading the lyrics and singing it off of your iPhone?”
“Ja” (“yes”) Michael answered.
It’s starting to sound like the UN around here …
Since we’re in the full swing of Christmas season now, let me wish you and yours a “Froehliche Weihnachten” (that is “Merry Christmas” — in German, of course!) from “The Little Condo”!