So, we are Catholics. Don't hold it against me. God sees me as a challenge, I am sure. I swear like a sailor, I sin daily....but hey, I took the 'Go forth and procreate' at its word.
Now, this year, we've had several big religious things come up. Tove's baptism in May, and now Gabriel's 1st Communion tomorrow and Freja's Confirmation in two weeks. But it seems that a higher force is fucking with us. I got gastro on the night before Tove's baptism and couldn't attend...and now..the day before Gabriel's 1st Communion, he has come down with, what appears to be CHICKEN POX.
Fuck. Me. Swinging. The brand new suit is hanging in the cupboard. His shoes have been polished and he's practiced his readings.. He is good to go. But it looks like we won't be going ahead with it tomorrow. And this makes him very sad. His Mass was the last group to go through..this is it.. there is no do over.
So, tomorrow I will speak to the priest and see what he recommends. After all, there are only two boys making their first communion tomorrow night.. and perhaps.. yes perhaps.. that other boy has already had Chicken Pox. Wouldn't that be something? Screw the rest of the congregation though..
Now, if you are psychic like me (or just the world's biggest pessimist) you will see where this is going. You will already have done the math. That's right. In two weeks, Freja has her confirmation. Yup.. perfect incubation period of 14 motherfucking days..
Watch this space.
Now, this year, we've had several big religious things come up. Tove's baptism in May, and now Gabriel's 1st Communion tomorrow and Freja's Confirmation in two weeks. But it seems that a higher force is fucking with us. I got gastro on the night before Tove's baptism and couldn't attend...and now..the day before Gabriel's 1st Communion, he has come down with, what appears to be CHICKEN POX.
Fuck. Me. Swinging. The brand new suit is hanging in the cupboard. His shoes have been polished and he's practiced his readings.. He is good to go. But it looks like we won't be going ahead with it tomorrow. And this makes him very sad. His Mass was the last group to go through..this is it.. there is no do over.
So, tomorrow I will speak to the priest and see what he recommends. After all, there are only two boys making their first communion tomorrow night.. and perhaps.. yes perhaps.. that other boy has already had Chicken Pox. Wouldn't that be something? Screw the rest of the congregation though..
Now, if you are psychic like me (or just the world's biggest pessimist) you will see where this is going. You will already have done the math. That's right. In two weeks, Freja has her confirmation. Yup.. perfect incubation period of 14 motherfucking days..
Watch this space.
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