You know that annoying Fox song? Sorry to have brought it up. But, you know how no one knows what the fox says? That’s how I felt at Mass. I have ZERO idea what the priest said. I’m fairly certain there was “baptism” in there somewhere, but between the sibling fighting, the stank eyes and the antics by the 4yo, I finally just gave up.
And, we were even down one kid!
This was one of those “thank goodness we get graces just for going” Masses.
Because we went to Mass on Saturday night, it wasn’t until 10:30pm that I realized I forgot to take the picture. Ah, so the camera phone will have to do. Y’all are even lucky enough to see me with my computer glasses. That’s a rare sighting, y’all. I think we’re still recuperating from THE BEST CONCERT EVER. Friday night, the Mr. and I were lucky enough to score two tickets to George Strait’s “Cowboy Rides Away” tour. I’m still singing (and tearing up) from all those fantabulous songs. You know, all 197 #1 hits he has. More this week on what could rank in the top five best evenings of my life.
Happy Feast of the Baptism of our Lord!
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