1. As a rule, we preachers have at least *some* gray hair.

2. We tend towards a few extra pounds--not every one of us, but--most of us must have been on the receiving end of the hospitality of the casserole lately.

3. We wear crisp khakis and soft denim, sensible knits and floaty/gauzy things in blues, purples and greens. We all own at least one flattering pair of black pants.
(Those women in the hotel lobby every morning wearing the tailored power suits, expensive hosiery, and killer 3-inch heels? Not us. They are carrying expensive breifcases. We are carrying Cokesbury bags. (see #7) )

4. We women who are preachers have, for the most part, short-ish hair. I'm not kidding. Maybe it's because we are of a certain age.

5. We love to ask: Where's your church? Where did you go to seminary? Do you know so-and-so who went/taught there?

6. We are 1000 people who can break into fairly balanced 4-part harmony by the second stanza of "Amazing Grace". We love to sing...and we're good at it!

7. I'll bet most of ue blew our book allowance this week at the Cokesbury display!