I woke after eight hours of souhnd sleep.
I woke wondering If I had scheduleed the mortgage payment, went online to discover I had not, so that was the first order of business today.
Well, I made a total ass of myself at church today. When I was leaving (after bursing with Lori) I met fr. Travis and his son Andrew on the way to my vehicle. fr. Travis stayed with me to make certain I got down the steps from the deck at the back of the parish house without falling. The conversation turned to vacations and Andrew, age nine or ten, mentioned Disneyland. long lines and too expensive were the main topic of discussion until I said something along the line of I didn't like Mickey Mouse and that he and Donald Duck don't wear pants. Stupid! Stupid! comment in the company of a nine or ten year old. I was talking with and making a joke with fr. Travis, like I usually do, and totally ignored Andrew's presence until he, Andrew, said no pants. It's one reason I don't feel comfortable around kids. I know how to talk around adults, well almost, but kids, not so much.
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