Can you believe it? This is my second post of the night. Remember when I did this regularly? Remember how excited you got?
I think I'm back! And it feels dang good!
Dinner tonight...
Randy and I have a very laid back relationship. He's laid back, and I fuss at him for not being more concerned about the things I worry about. He has a laid back relationship, and I'm the stress ball. He loves me the same.
Our prayer time is something I take more seriously than Randy. Granted, his time with God is serious, but his prayers definitely have more jokes and smirks in them. God loves humor, so I'm okay with it as long as it's not at my expense or my cooking (I don't think God appreciates this;).)
We rotate prayer time before dinner. My prayers are umm...verbose. I tend to be wordy. I know, I know, it's like saying "Mopac is cute!" Everyone knows it, but people tend not to say it. I get it. I talk a lot.
When Randy prays he usually asks that the food taste decent. Decent? Anyone want a permanent dinner guest?
Tonight his prayer went something like this...
"Dear Lord thank you for this meal. Please bless this food for the nourishment of our body, and thank you for me."
Me as in Randy. Not as in me, Penny.
Penny: "Randy, did you just thank God for yourself?"
Randy: "You never thank God for your life and all the blessings? You really should consider doing that?"
Wait...what just happened here?
How did it go from Randy being cocky to me being ungrateful?
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