Count De Money Monday

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So, Monday, being one of the particular Mondays on which I go to the church office as part of the Counting Team to separate and count the weekend's offerings into their intended accounts, I did so. To my missus dismay, I joke that on these days, I must be treated as a noble because I assume the title of Count De Money. Those familiar with Mel Brook's History of the World Part One will recall that Mel's character, Louis XIV, referred to Harvey Korman's character, Count DeMonet, as Count De Money, much to DeMonet's annoyance. It was a short running gag in the movie but has stuck with me through the years. As I finished acting in my capacity as Count De Money, I began receiving texts from home. What were the texts about? You ask. What do you think? The first text was a "Can you?" from my oldest son, who flew in the day before. He needed shampoo as his travel bottle was nearly empty. The second, third, and fourth texts were from my lovely missus and concerned my intent to purchase a new brining bucket to replace the one that cracked last year. For years, we have been brining our Thanksgiving turkeys. Doing so preserves the juices and eliminates the need for basting. I planned to purchase a new one from our local hardware warehouse store. My missus had, as she inevitably does, come up with a list of alternatives to a new bucket. None of her ideas would have worked. I explained this in my replies. Before she could come up with yet another idea, I had arrived at the store, selected the appropriate bucket and lid combination, self-checked out, and was on my way home. When my lovely missus saw the bucket I procured for the brining procedure, she smiled and said, It's perfect. To which I replied, "Yes, Yes, it is." ©2023 Douglas W Davis All Rights Reserved