So when I was first at seminary and had put on, well, a bit of weight, my good buddy Greg Walton, decided to nickname me: "Fat Chance." Chancellor is the middle name, understand. Everyone called my grandfather, Grandaddy Chance. Well, "Fat Chance" obviously doesn't work anymore. So Darlene threw one at me as she was leaving church Sunday (literally over her shoulder!): "Slim Chance." I've been laughing about it all week. Now Philip comes up with yet another: "Second Chance." Do you SEE what I have to put up with here??? :)
I still like mine: "Chancy".
ReplyDeleteDave,
ReplyDeleteI've not seen in you SOOOOOOOO long that I forgot about that!
We will have to remedy that one day, won't we?
ReplyDeleteHey.... I remember that, too. Talk about dusting off the cobwebs.
ReplyDeleteBetween the bike riding this summer, the gym and Atkins, I've lost the belly and dropped a few pant sizes.
My middle name is George.... but no more "puddin' and pie..." for this guy. And we won't touch the rest of that little ditty... :-)
Blessings on your prep for Advent II.
John