I'm Not Making This Up

This afternoon I laid down on the couch to do some reading and take a Sunday afternoon nap. As I dozed off, I remembered hearing Megan begin preparations in the kitchen to fix sloppy joes for our summer Bible study group this evening. Thankfully, the smell eventually woke me up from the very vivid dream I was having of being chased by the Abominable Manwich.

I know what you're thinking, and I agree: too many freaks, not enough circuses. Man, I'm weird.