Lo, the Bishop Cometh
May. 10th, 2006 09:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
xifengBecause if the bishop is coming all the way out here to confirm ninth-grade kids, ninth-grade kids ARE BY GOD GOING TO BE CONFIRMED. At least, such is the opinion of most parents around here. I guess mine were fairly progressive, since I was never confirmed and subsequently served as a Bad Example for several years of m0mmy's confirmation class. (If you don't believe in God when you're sixteen, you probably are not a good candidate for Confirmation.)
Anyway, what this means is that teh m0mmy is spazzing out, because Confirmation is TOMORROW OMG and the hall has to be decorated, the kids have to be drilled, the cake has to be ordered (I'm almost hoping for a repeat of the O COME HOLY SPIRT incident), the scrapbook pages have to be put together, the programs have to be printed, etc. etc. etc. At such times one thinks longingly of tranquilizer guns, but with my luck m0mmy would develop an allergic reaction to the tranquilizer and die, which would suck because I would then be parentless. Also, funerals blow.
I hope she won't be too horribly frazzled when I get home from work tomorrow.
As for me: not much is going on. Not sure if I'm supposed to go back to Hendo tomorrow or not (Mark was supposed to call and didn't, probably due to the tornado warning), but we'll find out soon enough. Wheeling and dealing, as ever, but at present the wheels and deals must remain under wraps. Ph33r not, all will be revealed in the fullness of time, if everyone eats their vegetables or sommat.
Anyway, what this means is that teh m0mmy is spazzing out, because Confirmation is TOMORROW OMG and the hall has to be decorated, the kids have to be drilled, the cake has to be ordered (I'm almost hoping for a repeat of the O COME HOLY SPIRT incident), the scrapbook pages have to be put together, the programs have to be printed, etc. etc. etc. At such times one thinks longingly of tranquilizer guns, but with my luck m0mmy would develop an allergic reaction to the tranquilizer and die, which would suck because I would then be parentless. Also, funerals blow.
I hope she won't be too horribly frazzled when I get home from work tomorrow.
As for me: not much is going on. Not sure if I'm supposed to go back to Hendo tomorrow or not (Mark was supposed to call and didn't, probably due to the tornado warning), but we'll find out soon enough. Wheeling and dealing, as ever, but at present the wheels and deals must remain under wraps. Ph33r not, all will be revealed in the fullness of time, if everyone eats their vegetables or sommat.
