Tonight was a fun-filled night full of good food with a bunch of good ladies. Little Chapel Church was host to a bunch of women who got to enjoy hearing Matilda Hogbottom give us three defense techniques. They were great and were accompanied by the defense moves (Karate Kid comes to mind).
She came with her floaties on her arms, her water mask on her face, and her pool noodle. After all, there is a flood going on up here. She had the rather remarkable boots to go with the rest of the get-up.
Matilda explained that
gossip discussing people’s problems was “Perfectly awl riiiight” because it helped us to pray for them better. She then proceeded to regale us with tales from the preacher’s wife to the church secretary that were as far-fetched as they were funny. My cheeks are still hurting from laughing so hard.
Her friends, Vergie Faye and Eugene, were there as well. Two old farts who were discussing their newly acquired knowledge of the internet, their salsa dance lessons in keeping with the spirit of “Cinco de Mayo” as in mayonnaise, complete with the jar of mayo. They, too, had me in stitches.
It feels good to laugh… to laugh at wholesome comedy… my endorphines are happy.