So it looks like the hormone balance will be completely out of whack at my church this weekend.
Our Men’s Ministry is having its first retreat: a duck hunting trip to Maryland.

Lest anyone worry, I shall not be among them, for three reasons.
Reason The First:
Actually, I’m not allowed to talk about this one, but those that know me already know the reason.
Reason The Second:
Because somebody has to stick around and run the Sunday service. 😉
Reason The Third:
I can easily envision two scenarios. In the first scenario, myself or a fellow laborer in the ministry would come home with more than was taken along, namely some sort of ammunition lodged into the buttock region. In the second scenario, myself or a fellow laborer in the ministry would come home with less than was taken along, namely several toes or, possibly, a pinky.




Grace just watched her first episode of Yogi Bear not three days ago, and she thought it was really cool. And she’s now discovering how great some of the old Hanna-Barbera cartoons were, especially since Cartoon Network owns the rights to them.
But it can’t compare to the classics like Huckleberry Hound, The Great Grape Ape, Quick McGraw, Jabberjaw, Scooby Doo, The Jetsons, Magilla Gorilla, Jonny Quest, and of course, the venerable Hong Kong Phooey (number one super guy).