After holding #3 so much a nerve was pinched in my right arm causing sharp jolts of pain and numbness for much of the weekend. You may ask, how did I make it through the weekend? Surely I overdosed on coffee, no. Then I must have been in some kind of nirvana-esque state of mind, no. What got me through the weekend? I'll tell ya: little milk chocolate eggs covered in a candy shell, made by Hershey but with rights retained by Cadbury, you know the delicious little eggs the supermarkets place on the shelves for Easter morning. Yelp, a whole bag of em got me through the weekend.
Now as a matter of insight: The VOR was extremely ill and had an allergic reaction to the medicine causing extreme lethargy, yet she had it together enough to point out the whereabouts and existence of my first gray hair, interesting.
No typed manuscript this morning, more of a chord progression than a written notes - eye contact at a premium, visualizing the text and slowly praying the scriptures allowed for a more mellow sermon, to my surprise (split infinitives dispensation granted by local grammatical bishop) it went over well.
Font of the week: Goudy Old Style