I had planned on running this afternoon but if the rain continues I guess I’ll just HAVE to take a nap. It wasn’t until a couple of years ago that I realized that not everyone actually takes a nap, or at least tries to, on Sunday afternoons. Go to church, eat lunch and gossip, go home and take a nap. I really thought that pattern was universal. But I also used to think that when my dad would baptize someone in church, that he would say, “I baptize you John Doe, in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost (dunk), to walk in Eunice of life.” That would be “newness of life.” I figured this out at about the age of 35 or so. I’m pretty swooft! Go to church today and if you see Gladly, the cross-eyed bear, tell him I said hello!