Saturday, September 18, 2010

Rain rain go away...

Have I already used that for a title some time? I can't remember, but I can't seem to come up with something flashy for this post.

Here's a little uppie datie for the whole Baptism thing. I thought I would go ahead and have my youngest two baptized at the same time in the same church as Little Miss Perfect was going to be baptized--seeing as how I'm going to be her Godmother, and my sis-in-law is Little m's Godmother. So I went to Holy Family to fill out the paperwork. (I just went ahead and used the real church's name there you see what I did.) Anyway. The parish priest wanted to meet with me.

I'm going to give you the rundown of how that went...with just the highlights.

Him: You don't go to church often enough to have your children baptized here. If you can come back in four weeks and tell me that you are going to church then everything will be hunky-dory. And by the way you are meaningless as a Godmother.

Me: Thank you. (exit stage left)

Okay so he didn't say hunky-dory, but the rest is accurate. Yes he said "you are meaningless". What a tool.

I thought Baptism was to wash away original sin not to increase church enrollment, but what do I know. I have heard so many stories about this particular priest. Recently I found out that he told a member of his church that they didn't contribute enough money to be members. And they were surviving on one income. Hmmm.

Here's another jewel for you to chew on:

On Little d's birthday we were not really living here. (Remember?) SO we put off her party until the weekend we moved in. It was totally spur of the moment and my mother in law offered to make cupcakes. I thought that was soooo sweet. She asked Little d what kind she wanted and Little d said carrot and apple and chocolate. (Well what do you expect when you ask a 6 year old what kind of cake she wants...) So mil asks me if cream cheese icing is okay since Little d can't eat dairy with out getting a stomach ache. I reply that no, we should probably stick with regular white icing.

Guess what she frosted them in? Did she bother to tell me what she frosted them in before Little d ate one? No. Bitch. Sorry, but I have no use for people like that. Who does that to a child?

Back to the title of this post. It's been raining all the T-I-M-E tiiiiiii-iiimme!!!

2 comments:

Leslie said...

Hey Mere, I believe the whole baptism concept has changed. . . I know nothing is supposed to change in the church, but... The way our priest used to explain it, you are agreeing to raise your child in the Catholic Christian faith and that when they turn that wonderful age of reason (ha) they can confirm their desire to continue on as a Catholic Christian. Baptisms used to be held after mass with just family and friends, but now they try to hold them during mass so that the entire assembly will agree to be Christian witnesses for the newly baptized. The priest you met with is the reason so MANY people walk away from their Catholic upbringing. Stupid jerk - sorry that wasn't very Christian of me, but then neither was he.
Did you or your husband explain how miserable your daughter felt after eating the cream cheese iced cupcakes? Hopefully, she would see the error of her ways to realize that she CAUSED her own grandchild pain and discomfort. It would serve her right if somebody loaded her down with some EXLAX and see how she liked it.
Glad to see you blogging again. Looks like you are getting little snippets of free time.

Unknown said...

oh that would have made me so angry.. both things.. Sorry you had to deal with that.