since this story seems to be spreading like wildfire…. i am feeling the need to post it first here, in self defense.
ok, i called pastor matthew yesterday but got his voice mail. it went something like this…
matthew’s voice mail: hi, this is matthew. leave me a message.
[to leave a voice mail message please press 1, or stay on the line; to leave a callback number please press 3... beep]
me: (something to the effect of) hey, i’m trying to find out what year the vans are so i can call fast signs to get the van wrap templates. i’m thinking you might know that information. didn’t know what time you were coming in so i thought i’d give you a buzz. so, just call me when you get a chance. ok? ok, talk to you later. i lov… er, oops - i mean. i’m SORRY. er {sigh} i’m sorry. bye.
yes, my brain was quite obviously processing some other information, thinking of something else… talking to someone else. i’m just glad i had the presence of mind to stop my flapping lips before the eminent last two words … you baby came tumbling out.
so, you see… this puts me just one step closer to the *twitter heard round the world.
ernesto, my husband, i love you madly - - you are the only man for me. matthew, depending on how many more people you play that recording for and what i read on your blog later, i may still keep you as my chicken brother. cluck, cluck, cluck….
*explanation of the twitter heard round the world: i suffer from CTTCS, or chronic textual twitter confusion syndrome. it is a disease which causes one to errantly send text messages to twitter and vice versa. i am of the belief that it is merely an inevitability that one day a text to my sweetie will mistakenly be sent it to my tweeties. this i refer to as, “the twitter heard round the world”. and now you all know how much i love my honey. you see, i think about him constantly - even when i’m talking to all of you. no need to take it personally, i have a.d.d. - i can do stuff like that.
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So what’s wrong with loving your pastor? Those poor souls need all the love they can get 
Reid Greven’s last blog post..Olan Mills Awesomness, Round 2
I completely understand…I once told the teacher I worked with (who thankfully has become a dear friend) I loved her as we were hanging up. Realizing what I said, I did much like what you did. We still laugh about it.
Helen’s last blog post..I WON!
February 7, 2008
was this a dream? I don’t know anything about this.
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