Bless the Chicken Breasts

George and I have a nasty habit of not kneeling when we say our evening prayers.  As such, I am normally half asleep by the time we pray because as soon as my head hits the pillow, I'm out.  Saturday night, George asked me to pray.  I had already been asleep and so tried to wake up to say the prayer.  During the middle of my prayer I started to fall back asleep and thus asked Heavenly Father to please bless the chicken breasts.  That sure woke me up as I heard what I was saying.  We had a rather hearty laugh and it is now our new inside joke, that you can be a part of.  Now you know that the chicken breasts have been blessed and are safe to eat.  Enjoy!