tempting fate

I was signing the kids up for church school and remembered an old joke.

Ahem.

A priest was hearing confessions one afternoon when a man entered and confessed: “Bless me, Father for I have sinned. I slept with Pussy Green.”

The priest gave him absolution and told him his pennance and the man went away. The next man entered the confessional and said: “Bless me father for I have sinned, I slept with Pussy Green.”

The priest thought about this coincidence, dismissed it, and gave the man his absolution and pennance.

However, over the course of the afternoon, 10 men confessed to sleeping with Pussy Green. This was very perplexing to the priest. As he was closing up the church later in the afternoon with the help of an alter boy, the priest noticed a woman walking down the church isle.

This woman was all decked out in green – green hat, green boots, green dress, green hand-bag.

The priest turned and asked an alterboy, “Is that Pussy Green?”

The alterboy looked and replied, “I don’t think so, Father, I think it is just a reflection off her boots.”

Almost made it

I set out this morning to run five miles. I sorta-kinda slept through my long run on Saturday. And Sunday. And my wife has some how (kinda) forgiven me for having an alarm clock that goes off at 5 AM and then a hubby that snores for another hour or two. At least she hasn’t gone all Lorena on my ass (or other parts).

Yet.

So this morning I got up to go.

And after three miles, my trot was interrupted by… a PSoP.

Thank you, Sonic.