sweet and sour

The Pastor was sweet today.

He swooped through the house with a bouquet of flowers. My Friday flowers! I was typing away on the computer, and he walked in the back door, dropped of the flowers and continued out of the house through the front door.

Wise man.

Because after he left, I thought "I need to check my e-mail."

I'm sure the Pastor had a good reason for sending me that e-mail about the causes of belly flab.

I'm afraid I'm going to require a bigger bouquet.