I confess...

I've been posting elsewhere:

Svet's Story Spot

Charlie & Charlene

(the same but here) Charlie & Charlene

And Evidence of a Charmed Life

I have no idea why I've spread out like this. I guess I don't want my dark humors touching?

It's late! I'll turn those into links another time. G'night!

When I was just a young thing...

Justin was my best friend and he came over almost every day.

When we'd get together we'd work on various projects like making cement holes,

Saving the world from Murdock,

Building our house,

Or discussing our tastes in music.

 

One day we were discussing music and dance techniques

When we (Justin) decided we needed a bigger stage. So we climbed the wood pile next to the shed and instantly became stars.

With a more prominent stage our dance became more inspired.

So inspired that we didn't notice something very, very important.

As we looked down I tried to come up with an escape plan, but knew it was no use. I'd never seen my dad with that look on his face before. He put his arms up and said he'd catch us, letting just a hint of a smile slip.

It seemed like an encouraging gesture so I jumped and got a huge surprise in the form of the only spanking my dad ever gave me. More of a love swat than anything, but I still took off running to go tell on him. Justin remained on the roof, unconvinced of a safe landing after what he'd just witnessed.

I guess dad's love swat made an impression, because I never climbed the shed again, though I did climb the house a few times after I'd gotten too big for spankings. It was the dog's idea.

I probably shouldn't have gone along with his idea either because he was high on phenobarbitol at the time.

 

http://faithandfood.morizot.net/2011/03/09/the-jesus-prayer-8-the-little-radio/

Proverbs 6:6. Sometimes Valendino misunderstands...