….better than me?
Let me just say one little word–Starold!! Starold????!!! If you were at church last night, don’t pretend you didn’t hear me, because I know you did! And if you weren’t at church Starold is a combination of mine and Ray’s puppet names.
In my defense, can I just say that:
~I said it while we were practising and Ray started teasing me that I would say it during the skit (Of course I would!)
~Mackenzie started saying that she had to go to the bathroom right when we had to go out and get ready (I’m sure you heard that too!)
~Travis started to flip out because he didn’t want us to leave him with Grammy, and then because he forgot the envelope for the offering and had to go back to his seat to get it.
~When we got around to the side door to go in behind the stage, for some reason all I could imagine was that the door was locked! (It wasn’t!)
~I tripped going in behind the stage. (Thought I was going to knock it over!)
~We forgot to hang up the micro-phone until just the last second.
It all added up to a slightly stressful puppet presentation!
So there you have it, the story of why “Starold” escaped form my mouth instead of Harold! And since it wasn’t an overly funny skit, at least it provided a bit of comic relief!