Her heavy load to bear

Last Sunday, I emptied the contents of Lady May's exceptionally hefty scripture tote. My inspection uncovered a random assortment of discarded gum wrappers, pens, pencils, bookmarks, a wad of folded printer paper, an assignment to read a scripture in next week's sharing time, a mood ring, lip gloss, hand lotion, several impressive sketches of silly monkeys, a mini hymn book, her scriptures, a bajillion markers...

and this little number:






I suppose schlepping all that junk around during church would cause one to work up an appetite.