When I'm Sick
Wednesday, June 24, 2009 at 2:49PM Greeting faithful readers...
If I'm sick...and you run into me in public... You may see me wearing clothes that don't match. Please don't stop me and ask how I am doing...or say "Hey Pastor!" as I cruise the produce section...
I am under the influence of cold medicine and can't seem to match colors or complete thoughts.
This was the swanky outfit I wore to Winn Dixie to get nasal spray. My short are brown and my shirt is like a purple-ish plumby color. I was rockin' two days worth of beard and my hair had a death star sized trench in the side of it from where I had been laying my head down on the pillow.
When I am sick... weird things happen to my brain...
If you do see me, the proper procedure is to gently turn your children's heads away from the hideous sickasaurus that is slowly dragging his way into the store... and then talk about it when you get home.
Don't blame Mindy..she tries to stop me... but I am also stubborn when I'm sick...
Glad I'm feeling better...
BV
Reader Comments (2)
Pastor! there is nothing wrong with purple and brown! (I think...) hmmmm...I am going to have to dig into my closet and reasses things.
I'm glad you're feeling better, too . . .