I just got back from an amazing weekend at Gonzaga for the Steubenville NW Youth Conference. There was much grace to be had, and had it was.
But last night I had a dream which indicated I've spent too much time around teenagers...
I dreamt that I ran into into some of my old college buddies at a gas station. They had ice cream, Reddi-Whip and caramel topping. They were giddy. Then they saw me and got sullen.
It was clear what they were doing. Oh so clear!!
They were having an ice cream party...
... and they didn't invite me.
And in my dream, I sobbed.
Horror of horrors! Should I EVER have an ice cream party, you would be at the top of the list. I'm glad the Steubenville Conference went well. Blessings be upon you always!
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness! Angele, i am indeed ashamed for my behavior in your dreams. When the day comes next I see you in person, be sure I will be armed with ice cream, reddi-whip and caramel for both you and me! Miss you tons!
ReplyDeleteT.T that's so sad! i'm going to mail you an ice cream sundae right now! oh...wait...
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