This Little Piggy...

I wasn't gonna post tonight... but now with such a hilarious picture

I feel like I should.

We had a women's meeting at my church this evening.

It was quite the affair-- the theme?  

This Little Piggy- certainly you remember the children's rhyme.

For "This Little Piggy Went To Market", my friend Heather

gave a mini class on the secrets to grocery shopping-

what days are best, where to buy what and which items

to never buy at Costco etc.  It was fascinating.

For "This Little Piggy Stayed Home", my friend Amber

spoke on fun activities and ways to find opportunities to teach

our children when we are home together.

For "This Little Piggy Had Roast Beef"... they gave us

some fast, easy and yummy dinner recipes.

And finally, for "This Little Piggy Had None"... they asked

"moi" (sorry, couldn't resist the Miss Piggy reference) to speak

on the spiritual feast we get when we Fast.

It went fine... up until I got to the point where I was telling the story

about how my great grandfather fasted the first Sunday of every month for the nearly

five years he was held as a prisoner of war by the Japanese during WWII.

He was starving and yet felt compelled to fast and give his meager, insect infested

rice gruel to another prisoner who needed it more.

As I was telling the part of how he was captured during the battle of

Wake Island-- I referred to Wake as an "A-hole" instead of an "Atoll".

Yikes.  Couldn't have been any more mortified.

At least I was able to provide some comic relief.

p.s.  the final part of the rhyme-- "And this little pig cried wee, wee, wee

all the way home"-- was French desserts. Oui, Oui!