Yesterday my family celebrated my Aunt Josie's 90th birthday. It was a surprise but we couldn't yell surprise because she has a heart condition, and she's, well, 90. But lots of people she hasn't seen in a while came and she was happy and I think she was surprised. She's a great lady. She has always marched to her own drummer. She's really cool. She wears what she wants, says what she wants, raised her kids the way she wants. She doesn't like to clean her house so she doesn't. She taught her kids that looks are not what matters. She's just awesome.
Last year at this time my other aunt, Aunt Kay, passed away. So today I went to church with my uncle, her husband. Surprise, surprise, the church did not burst into flame upon my entering, the holy water did not bubble and gurgle at the touch of my skin. So all that 64% evil nonsense (according to that poll I took) is COMPLETELY UNFOUNDED. However, because every situation in my family borders on ridiculous, even serious things such as praying for a dead relative, Uncle Nick, who is so deaf it's not funny, didn't seem to realize that he was yelling when he told me that I was sinning because I took Communion without going to confession the day before. So that little prayer you say after getting communion, where you reflect on your relationship with God or whatever -- well I used mine to pray for the restraint not to smack an old man in church.
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