Nothing exciting is going on at the hospital. Grandma is snoozing and I have watched People's Court, Judge Joe Brown, Swift Justice with Nancy Grace and now Judge Judy. I am bored. I also thought I would share one of my personal favorite family stories. This one is not about my grandma, it's about my mom. I think you will find her equally hilarious.
Our family is Catholic, but I can't remember the last time I went to church, I have never received communion and I'm sure I was only baptized so my mom could finally have an excuse to commission an ice sculpture. Clearly, our family is not religious. Maybe God was sending us a message last year. A tiny message. A tiny message shaped like the Virgin Mary...in our lint trap.
Mary Queen of the Dryer was discovered one evening while my mom was doing laundry. I was sitting in my room, pissing away the time (as usual) when my mom burst into my room and whispered, "I have something to show you....It is in my hand." She unfolded her hand to reveal a tiny Virgin Mary.
"Where did that come from," I asked.
She started laughing, tears streaming down her face..."The lint trap."
It was pretty unbelievable, so of course I had to report the finding to everyone I know, especially since her discovery was after a bizarre Star Wars toy was found in our pantry. We were starting to believe our house had become a burial ground for plastic icons, or perhaps the universe was sending us messages about other worlds. We couldn't be sure.
A few weeks passed and I didn't think much of Mary Queen of the Dryer. I didn't even think my mom kept her. She was small and inherently in danger of being swallowed by the dog (no offense, Mary). It was when Jordan stopped by to get in some kind of trouble with me that I learned of Mary's fate. My mom once again burst on the scene and asked Jordan if she "wanted to see something special." Jordan is used to our antics and immediately deduced "something special" was Mary. She's smart. My mom pranced to the corner of the kitchen and opened a cabinet filled with fancy stemware and there...sitting on the shelf...Mary Queen of the Dryer.
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