I had a great time at church this morning.
Ms. Wilson (she's 94, bless her heart) baked a dozen apple pies and after the sermon and post-sermon hugging was finally over, we all had pie and ice cream in the fellowship hall. A few people sniffled and coughed and sneezed all day, but I'm sure it's not Covid-19, because we were in church. As we left, we spied the President riding down out of the Heavens on a great flaming white stallion wielding a giant golden sword. It was awesome because I'd never seen a horse wield a sword before.