What a day!

The morning that I traded my intellect for the swedish chef, The doctor said that i have bronchitis. So now I have lots of medication. Which made the Sunday school actitivity a lot more fun. The Scripture Scavanger Hunt worked out pretty well, definately doing it again.
It consisted of this. I chose a number of verses and book marked them in seperate Bible. There were a total of five verses for the three kids that showed up. (I know it isnt much but I foolishly planned it labor day weekend.)The Bibles were put in groups labeled with the number assigned to each team. The team member had to find the Bibles with their number on them, and open it to the book marked verse. If it was the next verse on their list they get a point, if not they lay the Bible down and move on to the next. Winner would be the one that found all of their verses, collected all of their book marks, and turned them in.
It was funny, even with broken wrists Chris Stapleton still won. He had lots of help, but it was still funny.
But that was this evening, earlier today I proved my ability to do the impossible. I hit myself with my own vehicle. I was making a delivery at work, walking in front of the truck. I then noticed that many of the people in the garage i was delivering to were giggling. Three large mechanics giggling is amazingly unsettling, but not as unsettling as turning around to see your own truck chasing after you. I was able to stop it with my body, nothing bruised but my ego.
I have to get going now, there are balloon rocket races, and I'm feeling competitive.