that’s the pastor’s wife

I had to run out to the grocery today. I was in a bit of a hurry, so I was probably doing at least 5 mph down each aisle. As I rounded one of the aisles I heard a voice behind me whisper, “That’s the pastor’s wife.” Because I had just rounded an aisle, it would have been obvious if I had backed up to see who it was, so I kept going. However, I was scanning each person I encountered wondering if it were someone, I was supposed to know.

My evil twin who lives inside of me wanted to do something very unpastorwifely like …open the box of frosted animal cookies and eat them right there in the store.

Even better, I could buy a pregnancy test just for fun!!! OH! I can hear the rumors already.