Sex & God & Rock & Roll
well, but it does lead to dancing, everyone knows this.
The real reason is because someone might *see* them and *think* that they were dancing. Believe me, MP, I know this, because every living member of my family except me is a Southern Baptist .
Erm. But how are you possible, Susie Sue, if your parents never danced together?
I said that every *living* member of my family, MP. My father died when I was 5 years old, my mother died 4 years ago. They were both Methodists. All my younger brothers and sisters were also raised Methodist, but they have all "fallen away" from that church and become Baptists of some of the conservative varieties available in the South.My mother and daddy did dance before I was born!
Oh, thank goodness for that. I'd hate it if you were just a figment of my imagination like Grandmere Mimi.
Jonathan, if you wish hard enough, you should be able to make me disappear from your imagination. I hear that wishes are more powerful than figments.
I doubt it. The medication didn't work.
Anyway, the figment keeps watch with you.
An oldie, but a goodie.
I have cheese and wine. Tame stuff compared to an Irish wake, but it's something. I'd offer to share, but....
Well, Jonathan, it's almost time for you to get up, if you had been sleeping, so I'm going to bed. Prayers for the rest of your day, luv. I know it won't be easy.
Good night. Sleep tight. Don't let the bed bugs bite.
A very old joke among Baptists themselves (I was raised as one).And, with Mimi, I offer prayers for you this day.
And, with Mimi, I offer prayers for you this day.Me too.
My father's favorite was:"Baptists have, indeed, been clothed by God in a new and radiant form . . . that's why they never recognize each other at the liquor store."