You are not going to believe how stupid I am (or maybe you will). I am a disgrace to my Southern heritage, which, for the record, I’m not really into.
Last night I had a craving for one of my favorite foods, pinto beans. Please don’t mess them up with onions and please mash a few of them up and make them soupy.
Well, you can’t have pinto beans without cornbread. I looked in the cupboard and saw some yellow cornbread mix. Not good for pintos. Too sweet. Good for chili but not pintos. So I looked again and found a container with white cornbread mix. Only problem, it wasn’t white cornbread mix. Stupid me didn’t realize it was grits. Yes, grits!
Who would eat that stuff? Answer: my wife and some guests we’ve had in our house. But not me. I hate grits. The texture of grits makes it seem like you are eating sand. Awful.
Anyway, I added buttermilk to the grits, still thinking I was using cornbread mix, and dropped some of the concoction in a frying pan. I thought it looked weird. And it was weird. I tasted the mystery food and then the light went off. Grits!
And so I admitted my stupidity and ate my humble pie.
It wouldn’t be a bad thing for Donald Trump to eat some humble pie. Bet he’s never eaten any of that pie. You can tell by the way he talks.
Have you eaten any humble pie?
Have you dealt with stupid things you’ve done in your life?
May the stupid things you do teach you humility. May the stupid things you do have the least amount of consequences for you and those your stupidity impacts. If your stupidity causes great harm to you and/or others, may you receive forgiveness from them and from yourself.