Update

Well folks, I just can't promise to blog any more, but I wanted to let you know I'm still here thinking crazy thoughts, and to everyone on the cross end of your posterity, at least we've learned that there are like five or six of us out here, and to all y'all who get your jollies from bashing your brothers and sisters in Christ who doubt the wisdom of rejecting what posterity God would offer, I hope your souls don't get too corroded.

  

The confirming of suspicions

Courtesy of BAG online (the first edition of the Greek lexicon your husband refers to all the time while he writes his sermons, or would if he didn't actually know all those words which he totally does):

sumpovsion

sumpovsion, ou, tov ( Theognis +=drinking-party, banquet [so Philo , Op. M. 78; Jos. , Ant. 8, 137; 12,
231]; X. + also=hall where a drinking-party or banquet is held; also pap. , LXX in both mngs. ) a party or group of people eating together (so Plut. , Mor. 157 D ; 704 D ) repeated, in a distributive sense (Bl-D, §493, 2 and app. ; Mlt. 97): sumpovsia sumpovsia in parties Mk 6:39 ( cf. prasiav ). M-M. *

That's right, girls. Symposium does not mean, "A bunch of really brilliant and holy pastors getting together and having profound thoughts and conversations for the betterment of the Church of God during which it is your privilege to stay home with all the kids for 3-15 days and pray for his mind and soul to be cultivated most salutarily." A symposium is a drinking party.

Just kiddin guys. You know we totally <3 you. ;)