I'm leaving this place at noon. I'm gonna go have lunch with the boy and then I've gotta go to Lowe's to buy Weedeater string and get my dad a gift card and then I've got to go home and do yard work and some house work. Some folks from one of the churches I visited are coming to my house for 'visitation' tonight. God bless them for calling ahead. Some churches don't do visitation anymore, but often times the ones that do don't call ahead. That's just crazy for several reasons:
1. I'm not answering the door to people I don't know at night if I'm home alone.
2. My house is not clean unless someone calls ahead. Would that it were, but it's just not. I need warning that someone's coming.
3. The last time someone visitationed (creative license) me, I was sitting in my living room enjoying a glass of wine. I had no idea who the person was until later when I saw they had left a note, but seeing as how it was a Baptist minister, I was pleased with my decision not to answer the door (due to said wine).
In other news, sexual harrassment at work has reached an all-time high. Though this time it seems as if it's an act of karma. What goes around, comes around. (I'm sorry that your bottom got grabbed, but I'm sure she meant it as a compliment.)
OH, just one more thing. I'm doing a Beth Moore Bible study (A Heart Like His) with a group online. The portion that I did yesterday talked about Saul's jealousy toward David. He really lost it when the people started singing/chanting:
"Saul has slain his thousands, and David his tens of thousands." 1 Samuel 18:7
And it hit me for the first time how hateful that song must have been (or at least it must have appeared so to Saul). Why couldn't they have just said, "Yay, David, you've slain tens of thousands! Good job!" Why did they have to compare him to Saul? I'm sure that Saul was already jealous before the song started, but that must have really put the icing on the cake.
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I was making some copies yesterday and saw where someone had printed out the list of people to visit tonight. I wasn't snooping, but as I was standing there your name jumped out and I thought, "Huh, wonder if that's MY Jennifer." Appears it is. Cool beans. If any of the church staff visits, mention that we're friends. They'll either turn around and run or give you extra special treatment. I'm not going to tell you which.
Well, when I mentioned your name, they started witnessing to me really heavily. I'm not sure what that means. Just kidding, none of the staff came, just people who are members there. I didn't realize you work there. What do you do? Are you responsible for the Hershey's Kisses in my goodie bag? If you are, I love you extra much.
HAHA. Yeah, I've been working there for a year and a half now. I work with the graphics department and I'm also support staff for the music department. I'm not responsible for putting the Kisses in your bag, although I will say I'm responsible for eating half of the ones that have disappeared from the staff candy drawer. So probably a good thing I wasn't in charge of the goody bags, eh?
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