It was my Sunday to read the Bible at church. I arrived early and settled in. Unfortunately, I forgot to check if a deacon was there to carry in the Bible. As the music started for the processional one of the ushers came to me and said, "You need to carry in the Bible. There isn't a deacon to carry it....you can run." So I jump up from my pew - second row on a side aisle - and run toward the back of the church, round one set of pews, round the baptismal font, take a hand off of the Book without breaking stride and round to the center aisle to slide between the altar servers and the priest who had already started down the aisle. Then I process in...reverently. Gosh, church can be exciting!
To continue the baseball theme...I paid money at the Hayward Musky Fest this weekend to throw a baseball. I had three tries for a dollar. After the first throw I decided that I definitely throw like a girl. Second one was better. For the third one the radar clocked me at 26 mph. I was rather proud of myself. I won a Tootsie Roll - the big size.
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