Sister Jill said she would read my blog "if it was spicy enough. I'm not sure what she meant by that, but the spiciest thing that has happened to me lately was dropping a bottle of spaghetti sauce on the floor at the Bishop's Storehouse and having it splatter all over. The smell was delicious...and spicy...but the mess was another story. And it got all over my shoes (good thing I was wearing an old pair) and my pants (good thing they wash!) Is that spicy enough, Jill?