Pride Goeth...

Since my last post (which was made in the wee hours of Sunday AM - before attending Mass for the weekend), my Mimi sent me a little reminder from beyond, something that she always used to say when she was living. The message was:

Pride goeth before the fall.

Photo Cred: I Can Haz Cheezburger?

Yup, you guessed it. After boasting that I had my Mass parts memorized, at Mass on Sunday evening, I slipped into autopilot on the "Lord, I am not worthy that you should enter under my roof" part in favor of the old version.  

Oh fiddlesticks!