Deb, my hoe-holding snake centennial had to reschedule the blueberry picking tonight. You see, it is Wednesday night. Somewhere it is written: On Wednesdays, the members of the Church of Christ must gather.
'Tis true. And apparently traumatic. I've spoken to several of the CoC ladies, who missed the Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer Christmas special as a child because it came on ONLY on Wednesday night.
Wednesday night is Church Night. No exceptions. Not even for blueberry picking.
That's actually okay. I had three hours of sleep last night. I was too exhausted today to drive the 18 miles to Nowhere Arkansas for this endeavor.
Crossing our fingers for this adventure to take place Friday evening.
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