Grace
Dinnertime.
My parents are in town.
There’s Mexican lasagna in the oven and corn on the stove and Mom mixing Bloody Marys (where are the green olives?) and Dad looking for the cheese (is this Gouda?) and me dicing tomatoes (hey, Ron check the corn) and Ron setting out the trays (we’re out of paper towels) and the dog playing with her squeaky toy (Ho! Ho! Ho! – a stuffed Santa left over from Christmas) and Alex Trebek on Jeopardy (now for a Daily Double), and suddenly everyone is sitting down and eating but we haven’t said Grace.
And this drives me nuts.
So I yell a last ditch G-rated prayer above the clattering forks and the chatter and the Jeopardy tune: "Rubadubdub, thanks for the grub. Yay God."
Everyone says, "Amen!"
And then Dad says he knew a person once who used to pray, "F*** Satan."
Well, you can't beat that.
posted by Jenny at 8:16 PM
10 Comments:
How much do I love your dad!?
10:24 PM
How funny. Love your Dad!
We usually say grace,go around the table, let the kids say something,etc. but if we're having one of those rushed moments, like you described, the family understands that a simple,
"God bless the cook" will do.
12:11 AM
LOVE your dad!
9:55 AM
Sometimes the quick prayers do get the point across :) Yay Dad!
11:39 AM
Well it wasn't my dad's prayer, it was his friend's. He was hesitant to share it b/c the f word isn't a part of his normal vocab. :-)
11:55 AM
It's the heart of the words that matters, not the length right? ;)
1:11 PM
Yeah, sure....in front of you.
Hee-hee.
5:52 PM
Well, alrighty then. That certainly is brief and to the point ;-).
8:59 PM
This is too funny! I bet your dad and his friend have a lot of laughs together! Actually, the family time together sounded just perfect to me. Have a great night!
12:01 AM
Just the fact that he repeated it the way he did....so funny!!!
Hmmmm...I can see who you get your sense of humor from :)
xOx Darlene
9:18 AM
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