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Now on to today's post.
Saturday we took the whole fam to our church's Christmas party. Think lots of smiling people, lights, and kids bursting with excitement as they waited for Santa to make an appearance. When he appeared, the fat man in red disappeared behind a wall of children and the waiting began. Picture this
but in color, and with more children all hyped on candy, pizza, and good old fashioned yearning. Oh, and it's in the church. Filled with church people. Lots of church people.
Now place me, my kids, and hubby smack dab in the middle of it. And this is what I heard:
Awesome neighbor, who always asks about my books and knows I've been trying to off the bad guy, yelling over crowd noise to my hubby: Hey, did your wife kill that guy yet?
This is what I saw on the faces of about 100 church going neighbors:
Hubby, who didn't see the above reaction: Actually, she killed him today.
Every head swiveled to stare at Hubby. And this happened again:
Awesome neighbor, who also didn't notice the staring throng: Really? Did she blow him up?
Hubby: No. She stabbed him.
Now picture awesome neighbor giving me fist bump and asking if I used an exploding sword.
It was super funny to watch everyone's reaction. It was also super fun to finally kill the guy off. He had it coming for a long time.
How was your weekend? Did you have any say what moments?