When you get six musicians together who all happen to have had not nearly enough sleep in the past week, it could turn into a recipe for disaster. Or it could turn into a lot of giggling and silliness.

It all started when we were getting ready to play “Lord I Lift Your Name on High” at Generations today and the drummer (who had just driven back from California this morning) made a comment about liking the song that the riff came from (”The Joker” by the Steve Miller Band). And started singing it - “I really like your peaches, wanna shake your tree” - on. the. microphone. Yeah. Marlene and I turned around and gave him the look and I said, “Do you even know what that MEANS????” And at that point I think he realized what he had just sung. On the microphone. Loopy.

And then there was the power point presentation in the adult class, which, for many reasons, too many to mention, just kept making us giggly. Loopy.

And the book that is going to be presented to the preK - 5th graders in January in order to be up to snuff with the diocese’s Called to Protect mandate - all about how our bodies belong to us and sharing our bodies with good touches (kisses from daddy, sitting in Grandma’s lap) or not sharing our bodies with bad touches that make us feel uncomfortable. And how good touches make us feel warm inside. (Those were the actual words in the book. I am totally not kidding.) And somehow the subject of the book came up at choir rehearsal for 6 pm mass later in the evening, and we got giggly again. Loopy.

The poor choir members who didn’t happen to be at Generations were a bit lost. Oops.

And then Mike saying he wanted “absolute silence” because he was trying to help the guitar player come up with a vocal part on a song (admittedly we were being slightly noisy and rambunctious - not that this is an unusual thing). And so we started writing notes instead of talking, and I wrote: “a shot of Absolut Kwiette” which made us (us as in me, Marlene and Rochelle) dissolve in (silent) giggles again. Loopy.

And then during the recitation of the Creed, guitar player’s wife was speeding ahead of the congregation and he said “Are you in a hurry?” to her, which I overheard and again started giggling. Loopy.

I’m sure none of those things would have been nearly as funny if we hadn’t all been so doggone tired. But we were and it was.

And I’m sure it’s not nearly as funny to you who are reading it, either. If you’re still reading. But trust me, it was really really funny. At least if you were loopy like us. ;)

Disclaimer: I reread this three or four times before I posted it and caught different typos/grammatical errors every single time, but as I might have mentioned, I’m a little tired and loopy tonight, so forgive me if I missed one or two or ten. ;)