Company came for dinner last night, which means I cleaned like a madwoman all afternoon. A half an hour before our guests were due to arrive, I ran upstairs to shower and change. (We always save ourselves for last, don’t we? It’s risky, but we do.)
Angela, herself quite unassuming in a sundress and wind-whipped braids, came over to me once I’d descended. She inhaled deeply and looked suspicious.
“You smell like church,” she said.
Here is a photo from the evening:
Company came and we had fun! Do you remember my conversion-story reference to the cousin who changed my life forever? ? Here she is—her name’s Suzette—along with her husband David. (He, too, figures prominently in the story.) They are Felicity’s godparents and, as you can see, she was thrilled to have them. Are you kidding? They brought her a 50-pack of Play-Doh!Have a blessed Sunday, everyone.
Ad Jesum per Mariam,
Glad everyone had a great time. And yes, it is risky saving ourselves for last while getting ready, isn’t it? 🙂
I love that she associates church with mom being nicely … groomed (?). Cute picture – hope your dinner was fun.
I’m having company tomorrow. I’m trying, note the word “trying” to get most of it done today so I’m not running around like a banshi tomorrow. I better get off the computer so I can get things done, dontcha think?
Who wouldn’t be wonderfully thrilled with a 50 pack a Play-doh!