OK, speaking of tolerance, I have no issue with religions that are not my own (although lately I do have issues with the religion that is, in fact, my own). However, these two signs I passed outside of churches last week just didn't sit right with me. Maybe Jesus, and his dad, are suddenly snarkier than I like to imagine, or of course, maybe it's just me...
|Put out that fire? How does he roll?|
|I got nothing here.|
Is this an acceptable color combination these days? Maroon and red? Are the red pants stylish? Oh my gosh, I have been out of the work force for so long, I might have to wear a housecoat (with heels, as I have some class) and plead temporary insanity when I do go back.
Hopefully my son's trigonometry homework is done now, and it is safe for me to go back out to the kitchen. I don't even like to look at it!
Be a smart cookie and go visit Stacy!