What, No Pajama Day?

I was kind of hoping we would have a pajama day today…besides going to church, of course, and serving our Lord.

We were finishing up both our jalapeño poppers and our game of Phase Ten when Ken declared, “I’m going out to fill up sandbags.” (As you know, we tend to flood hereabouts this time of year.)

I answered, “Uh…do you…well, um…I’m assuming you need some help.”