The week that was started with The Missus and The Midget spending about 24 hours between two airports and never actually getting to their Texas destination. It ended this morning with a very nice lady I just met taking pity on me and drilling a hole in my head to clean out some infection that had crept under an old filling.
Novocaine has a way of making not just my jaw numb but my brain numb as well. Tried to write. Wasn’t happening.
With that in mind, I’ll take the advice that an old priest told a young priest, the latter of which filled in for a church service I attended long ago:
“When it’s hot and there is no air conditioning, if you don’t have anything to say, don’t say anything. Faking it will only make it worse.”
With that, he ended his homily and led us in the creed.
I’ll be back next week with what I hope will be a fun post for those of you in love or marriage or both.