50 Word Week: Confession
We’re in the middle of 50 Word Week on the blog. The title and this paragraph don’t count. Fifty words begin…now.
On Good Friday when I should have been observing the sacrifice of Jesus, I ate peanut butter on white bread and watched Days of Our Lives, (which for the record I never watch). I felt pretty dumb, because it was a really stupid TV show.
But a really good sandwich.