I just returned from getting Indian food with the Sims (lifetime family friends). Good gracious, my digestive system is screaming swears at me right now. If all that grumbling could be translated into real words I think it would be saying, "Why the H-E-double hockey sticks, did you let yourself eat all that fudgin spicy food!?!" Seriously, my tummy sounds super angry. The food was well worth the stomach ache.
SIDE NOTE: Someone is lighting fire crackers in my neighborhood right now. I can hear it.
Now, I must go and finish my Bible study for the day. I'm doing The Patriarchs by Beth Moore with the women at church. God is so good. He uses mistake-makers...like me (and Abraham).