No More Proverbs!

I was sorting through some notebooks that I had in my purse and scraps of paper I had saved throughout the years. And though most of the entries were quite sparse, I realized that these were diaries of sorts. You see I was reading through them in order to throw them out. And I did throw some of them out but then I fished them right out of that trash can. Some of the material was too good to lose. Here is a scrap of paper from church some time back, an exchange with my son Michael.

Turn the other cheek

Wade the deep creek

Still waters run deep

Pickles are delish

A watched pot never boils

Can I have my allowance?

Thrown for a loop

Don’t stop while you’re ahead

Sweet B’jinkies! We gotta mystery!

Yabba Dabba?

That’s so trite it’s true.

Does a bear sh_t in the wood?

Don’t’ let a good thing end.

Silence is golden

No more proverbs!!

The upshot of all this? We were actually having fun in church.