~Three failed garbage bags: all in a row! Explosions of fermented Mexican food from the fiesta on Wednesday- one in our apartment, two in the entryway. I think it was a faulty batch of bags.
~Two soon-to-be-priests stopped by unexpectedly during our morning team prayer meeting. Here's how it went down:
Downstairs buzzer rings. [This was the 4th ring of the morning.]
Taylor answers.
Taylor says, "It's Tomislav and Dario - the PRIESTS. They're coming up!"
Sunny, Allison, and I (pajama-clad) fly into our rooms and throw on clothes as if our lives depend on it.
I skid into the kitchen just as they walk in the door, Al and Sunny follow soon after.
They are here to drop off some gifts for summer projecters and us (so nice) and we make awkward small talk for 10 or 15 minutes. We sense that they really want us to invite them to stay and pray with us, they sense that we just got dressed and aren't really ready for company. They leave.
~One spontaneous combustion. Yes, that's right. Less than an hour ago, Sunny's computer burst into flame for no apparent reason.
3 comments:
burst into flames? seriously?
does her computer have one of the recalled batteries? She might want to check...
I think you should invite those nice young men back for a spot of tea and scones, don't you?
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