Early this evening, while I was doing dishes and deliberating over dinner, I grew ill. Fast. Suddenly dinner wasn't on my mind - I settled for a blanket and a bucket on the couch until Greg got home. I imagine it was the increase in pills that threw me for a loop or maybe I was feeling lazy and wanted to get out of dinner.
Either way, I squeezed in a nap.
When I came to, Lexi was hovering above me, like she had been there all along. I sat up and took a sip of ginger ale and gave my girl some love when she asked if I had seen the movie, 'Left Behind'.
"You mean the religious movie? How'd you hear about that?"
"Oh, I don't know if it is religious. Soandso* said that it was so good. I really need to see it. See, there's this portal where all the good people get sucked up into and then there's all these battles between God and, um, I don't know. I think it was kinda like that movie you were watching that you said we shouldn't take too literally. What was that movie again?"
"You mean 'Dogma'? See, because that was a movie I was watching. Some parents may not approve of that movie honey. Maybe you shouldn't talk about religious movies at school, just to be safe."
She went on to tell me that Soandso loves God and she loves God so what does it matter if we like different movies. And sweet child o' mine, I whole-heartily agree with you. But something tells me that the 'Left Behind'-watching parents may not embrace my Kevin Smith-loving ways.
That come rapture, I may be so busted.
I can only hope I was still dreaming.
*Soandso is not some hippy, Pacific NW name. I am just protecting the innocent, God-fearing babes at school.