His Favorite Daughter

I hope you are all having a great 4th of July!  We are!

Be careful when you’re around fireworks. Enjoy their beauty from afar.

We were visiting an old church the other day.  The pastor is your stereotypical “Southern Baptist” preacher.  (Please don’t think I’m being derogatory, I’m not.  I just don’t know how else to describe him.)

He was talking about freedom and how it always costs something.  Somehow he tied Moses into that. He kept talking about how Moses was drawn out of the water by Pharaoh’s daughter, and used the word Pharaoh several times.  What was so funny was the WAY he pronounced Pharaoh - it sounded like “fairy-o” and I almost lost it.

My hubby was elbowing me in the ribs so I didn’t laugh.  I did have to cover my mouth so the pastor couldn’t see me smiling and almost losing it.  I would have been OK except he said it over, and over, and over.  When we left the church, I did, I cracked up.  Thankfully the door was closed and I wasn’t laughing too loudly.

So, I’d love to hear about a time you’ve almost lost it in church.  I’d love to know I’m not the only person who’s done that.

We FINALLY got the tomato plants my mother-in-law gave us put into something other than the planters they came in.  We’re hoping that leaving them in the planter that long hasn’t hurt them.  We do know that if we’re able to get any tomatoes off of them, they’ll be a late crop.  I can’t wait.  I’ll let you know if we get anything off of them in a couple of weeks.

I’m really not expecting a crop, I hope I’m pleasantly surprised.