Spent the better part of my evening tonight at Middle Son’s Confirmation ceremony, which wasn’t half bad, as far as Monday night religious gatherings go that don’t involve worshiping an oblong pigskin. But the Bishop gonna talk for as long as the Bishop wanna talk, without much regard for my sock-picture posting schedule. Luckily, though, at least the Bishop knows how to work a room.
The dude was Johnny on the Spot with some genuinely witty cracks.
At any rate; since it was Confirmation, I thought it might be best to tiptoe around the sock funkiness today, as one wouldn’t want to be accused of making light of the event, with, I dunno, đź’© emoji socks. So I chose a fairly conservative pattern with a bright red streak for the occasion. Red being that’s the official symbolic color of Confirmation and all.
And I don’t mind saying, I’m pretty happy with the way it all turned out.
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