Reverend Ref +

MONKEY BREAD AND THE ENGLISH REFORMATION

Okay, so that throat crud mentioned before the SWTS vs. GETS game turned into something major. I'm now home (instead of at class) with a cough, muscle aches like the flu and sinus pressure that feels like some alien creature is going to be birthed through my eye sockets.

The lovely Mrs. Ref has a half-day at work today, so she made monkey bread for the clan's breakfast. Great stuff, but way too much for the three of us. Being the generous sort that she is, she took the remaining monkey pieces over to the school to share with other poor seminarians. It turns out though, that she offered some to everyone in my class EXCEPT the instructor. She realized the error of her ways, offered him a piece of the confection, and then promptly identified herself as the wife of our favorite Anglo-Catholic.

I'm wondering if I need to attend confession to keep my grade. On the other hand, it may be forgotten over the upcoming Thanksgiving break.

Peace