As Sal walked toward St. Anselm’s he pondered Titus’ question. What was the true spirit of Christmas: gift-giving or gift-getting, watching the kids shred the paper, the birth of a special baby two millennia ago, or … what the hell, family?
Mumsey was nothing if not organized. Cooking for a family of six kids and pampering a husband with her schedule was made a little easier with one word: Delegate. One way that was organized was by putting little pieces of paper with the name of an item all around the table: gravy, peas, butter, potatoes, beef, etc. In this way, any kid who was unlucky enough to be around at dinner time had no excuse to not help set the table.
A soft answer turneth away wrath? This is really easy to say, but sometimes wrath is beyond a soft answer. Just ask anyone who’s trying to provoke one.
She was beautiful. Way out of my league, but she said “yes” to a date. Maybe she thought I was someone else.
Are you still using that old ‘dog ate my homework’ excuse?