My entertainment director is taking me out for dinner tomorrow night which would normally be a lot of fun , but it's a Christmas dinner with pagans.
It's not really this dramatic, but I'm confident that I will be bitten at least once ,
but probably several times.
I have an obligation to tone myself down and to hold my tongue
for the sake of my saintly husband.
In other words I can't be my normal religious freaky self.
I've made a mental plan though I will cut to the chase and just say .... YES , I'M THE ONE WITH ALL OF THOSE CHILDREN ...now move out of my field of vision .
*I'm sure that they will find me demure and charming in person (hahahahaha)
and I hope that I lose those pesky extra ten pounds by tomorrow afternoon.