Thus we begin - towards the end of the day when the mind begins to wander. What's on TV tonight (Weds TV sucks), what are the kids doing (Tae Kwon Do, Basketball), when is MOC?
MOC you ask? Martini O'Clock! This weekly oasis of libation and adult conversation started roughly 3 years ago when my good friend, Naysayer, and I started conversion classes. Individually, but at the same time, we decided to convert to the faith of our wives and children. After the first class we decided the only way to get through the process would be to "debrief" afterwards with a nice cocktail (or two, okay maybe three!). We finished conversion classes about 18 months ago but a tradition was born and thus we continue with our every Wednesday MOC. Just the four of us - Naysayer*, his wife (1.1), my wife (1.0) and me - GASHM.
* Names changed to protect against searching of their real names.
Naysayer and 1.1 have 3 boys (15 & twin 12 year olds). We have a son (almost 13) and a daughter (11). We each have a dog (theirs is about the size of a milk crate, ours could be fitted with a saddle and ridden at the local county fair). We live in a community that has the racial diversity of a bag of white rice. While everyone is aware of the financial concerns in the country, here the concept of cutting back means asking the lawn service for a discount.
Now you have the background for this little blog. We have a lil' bit of religion, budding teenagers (wait till you hear about the IM our son received from "a nice catholic girl" asking if he'd prefer to sleep with her or her friend), founders of MOC, and . . . we'll the stories will just on fold as time goes on . . .
