When I nodded at Jill and dropped ‘Spring Choir Trip’ (my recollection is that, when I did, Jill cynically, literally leaned into her prodigious, innate, sad-doe-eyed, blonde cuteness as she held out the hat, as a Disney character would, and for the same reason: money), that wide-eyed Woodlander wife rapidly whacked her husband’s chest that she’d snuggled up to over the course of our setlist with the back of her hand a bunch of times in quick succession, signaling she was already impatient for him to have his wallet out. Very Texan Tradwife of her, and in one of the ways that that can be charming So, too, charming: the mute tradconversation man and wife had with just their eyes, as he attempted to take out first a $10 (head shake), then a $20 (nope, she’s still shaking her head), and then the slight pause and sigh before relenting and pulling out a $50. I think this is some of my funnier writing, but more importantly, it’s all true.
Listen, y’all, if that woman had made eye contact with me again, I’d have indicated for her to shake off the $50, too, and, while she was at it, also tell her bitch-ass husband to quit fuckin playing games when people are trying to conduct serious business, because we could all plainly see $100s in the man’s wallet, but she (perhaps wisely) didn’t look to anyone else while she and he shared this spousal discourse. Etc. go follow the link and read it!
Looks tantalizing, doesn’t it?? You want to reeeeaaaaddddd it, doooooooon’t you?
Now, c’mon, yall, based on these grafs, doesn’t this seem like a FUN read?? 🤓
(We were #caroling, for context)
That’s a taste of #TheMuppets Are My #Jesus, on #DeconstructingChristianity: medium.com/deconstructi...
#Christmas #Muppets #memoir #Christianity
“Listen y’all…” cracks me up, still 🤣
