Monday, February 19, 2007

The Happenings...

So, what's been going on here? I visited a different church this weekend. I just wanted to check it out and see what's shakin'. I've been going through some stuff, theologically speaking, and I was interested to see what this church had to offer. Not that I'm leaving Glendale, but I may go to this church every once and a while and I might possibly get involved in a women's Bible study there. I already have 3 million things on my plate, so we'll have to see how it all pans out.

Speaking of "pan", what's the deal with the Peter Pan peanut butter salmonella? People all over the country are getting salmonella or "Panned" as I like to call it. How do you get that from peanut butter? Janae, you're a medical type person I expect a full report.

Girls'/Guys' Retreat is this weekend. The guys are going to go shoot things and we are going to make corn bags. I, for one, would prefer to shoot the corn bags. I mean someone could yell, "PULL!" and then another person could chuck one into the air. We're also going to play hide-and-seek in the dark around 4a.m. Pray for the safety of all those involved and that we don't get attacked by homelesses.

Missions Rally is this weekend and we all know what that means...diarreah from all kinds of different foods churning in our stomachs. No, seriously, it's a great time. Our good friend Brittany Bolt is going to be doing scheduled music on Sunday morning, and who will win the Aspirin Challenge this year? I'm in suspense...

1 Comments:

Blogger Janae Robertson said...

As a medical type person (your words, not mine), I am involved in a conspiracy with all medical type people to slowly rid the world of Peter Pan consumers. Peter Pan has nothing to do with peanut butter, and the mere fact that a peanut butter company would name themselves after a fictional flying boy who never makes it past puberty is of utmost annoyance to all medical type people. We therefore began lacing all Peter Pan peanut butter jars with salicus monellacus*, because anyone dumb enough to buy peanut butter from a pre-pubescent boy in tights deserves to go a few rounds with said monellacus.

And that, my friend, is your full report.


*some names have been changed to protect identities

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