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Subject: special occasions

 
            My mother taught me to read when I was three years old (her first mistake).   One day, I was in the bathroom and noticed one of the cabinet doors was ajar. I read the box in the cabinet.  I then asked my mother why she was keeping 'napkins' in the bathroom. Didn't they belong in the kitchen? Not wanting to burden me with unnecessary facts, she told me that those were for "special occasions".

            Now fast-forward a few months.....   

            It's Thanks-giving Day, and my folks are leaving to pick up the pastor and his wife for dinner.  Mom had assignments for all of us while they were gone. Mine was to set the table.  When they returned, the pastor came in first and immediately burst into laughter. Next his wife came in and gasped, then began giggling. Next my father came in and roared with laughter.  Then Mom came in and almost died of embarrassment when she saw each place setting on the table with a "special occasion" napkin at each plate, with the fork carefully arranged on top.  I had even tucked the little tail in so they didn't hang off the edge!!??!!..   My mother asked me why I used these and, of course, my response sent the other adults into further fits of laughter.  "But, Mom, you SAID they were for special occasions!"

Take time to laugh; it's the music of the soul.
 

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