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Posted by Suzanne McMinn | PermalinkThose of you who may recall the No Clapping directive know how I felt about THAT. Well, apparently a number of people didn’t get the memo because some people clapped on Easter Sunday (at the Church of Christ, TO AID GOOGLING) when someone got baptized. Including me. My husband, who met me in a church when I was 14 years old (yes, that’s right, I knew that bad boy a long time before I climbed out that dorm window to go to the Holiday Inn with him and he HAD driven 2000 miles to wait for me outside that dorm window so you know, could that have been more romantic?), was NOT shocked even though he has known me since I was 14 years old and has never, I mean never, seen me clap in church before. But he WAS nearly having a seizure due to laughing so hard because there was one reason and one reason only that his wife who is Not A Clapper under almost any circumstances not to mention church was clapping in church. And that is BECAUSE SOMEONE TOLD ME NOT TO.
Posted by Suzanne McMinn | PermalinkI have a new post up at DotMoms ! Let me know what you think.
Note: a new feature on my blog now is the thumbnail photo in the sidebar. That thumbnail links to the Daily Photo on my photoblog. I haven’t been changing out the photo daily so far because I was in the midst of all these changes and getting things set up, but from now on, take a look at the thumbnail in the sidebar every time you visit and check out the photoblog! I plan to do Fun Things With Photos there. :grin:
The font size in the entries has been increased too (per request! I live to serve!) so I hope that helps.
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