How about us talking about keeping the Sabbath Day holy and Matt called with a ticket to the closing ceremonies for the Olympics. Family coming to dinner and the potatoes weren't mashed - no hesitation - Dad told me to go. Called Kristen to come down and finish dinner and piled on the warm clothes and off we went.
Feeling a little guilty for abandoning the family -(not really!), I called home and told them I was rockin' out to 'Kiss' and I hoped dinner was going well.
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I think that is what we call an ox in the mire.
Is a fish feeding frenzy at Strawberry considered an Ox in the mire? Because to me that would seem to take precedence over an Olympic event. :)
Nice. I don't remember that being on the Sabbath. I do recall an incident in college when we were living on cold cereal and happened to run out of milk on Sunday. With nothing else to eat, my roommate promptly declared that the 'ass is in the mud' and went to the store to get some milk. I've always liked that saying better than the ox in the mire. Just resonates a bit more with me...
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