Work week was interesting last week. Was invited to "consider my path"... by a satanist... well, at least I think she's satanist... she said she doesn't like to use direct terminology because it freaks people out. I had to tell her that while much of Christianity and how it is lived out drives me NUTS, the basics of faith are set in stone for me because of my own personal experiences with the Holy Spirit. I was asked if I was a 'tongue-talker' and I said of course I was, though I have not had that pleasure in many many years. I could tell the room was fascinated and everyone asked for more. The room was like a sponge and there was one there like me with a pentecostal background so we got to share both the goods and the bads. It was a divine moment... even the conversation with the satanist was a divine moment. I hope for her as well as for myself. All over lunch. We teased that we were going to send a meeting request to pick up where we left off... The ACNO, the CSO, the temp, the COC, and me. Crazy, huh?

In Punkster news, she's talkin' like crazy. She brought her shoes to us yesterday and after getting them on she said, "Gottagottagotta go! Get the keys!" I asked her what was wrong with Elmo and she said, "Bat-tees" and she's really enjoying her "Pun-Kans" this halloween season. I love her so much. She's such a joy to me.