Are you going to get to see your brother?
Unfortunately, no. 😢 Tomorrow is our last day of “quarantine” and I don’t want to take the slightest chance of one of his family getting sick. We’ll visit them next time we come down.
On such a weekend as Thanksgiving weekend:
Several weeks ago we went to a birthday party. It was Mrs. spel's birthday party which was held in a Cuban restaurant. At the party were two, young, single people - a male and a female. The mother of the female had been hoping for years that the two would get together. As well, the mother of the male was hoping the same thing. The mother of the male was Mrs. spel. ;-) Everyone at the table were Catholics and I knew that in advance. At a lull in the festivities I got up, took a napkin from the table and formed it into a makeshift preacher's collar and wrapped it around my neck. Mrs. spel already knew what was coming because she had already known that I had been an altar boy as a child. so that she sat there quietly with a grin on her face. After the collar was in place I then stood up, went through the normal priest's motions making the sign of the cross and saying the words in Latin: "Dominus vobiscum - et cum spiri tu tu o," while making the sign of the cross as a priest would do. Everyone at the table, about 30 people, sat stunned. They were completely dumbfounded with the dear-in-the-headlights looks on their faces coupled with looks of dismay and horror. I slowly walked around the table while reciting the Confiteor in Latin and supposedly 'blessing' each person at the table! I then turned and walked directly in front of the two, single people who were sitting together because they had been, after all, friends for years. They had actually grown up together, same neighborhood, same schools, same parental closeness, etc. I then made the sign of the cross and said in Latin, again: "Dominus vodiscum - et cum spiri tu tu o," then said in Spanish "Ahora, están casado/( Now, you are married,) " with a typical priest's sing-song voice. Then the silence was broken by uproarious laughter! Until that moment I suppose that they had thought that I had somehow miraculously beomce a priest! They were all high-fiving me and busting their guts laughing!
Now, before all of the hard-shell, religious fanatics call me all kinds of "atheist" names and tell me how blasphemous I am, please be advised that I am aware that God has a sense of humor. I invite anyone to ask me how I know that God has a sense of humor. Not only do I know that He has a sense of humor, He actually LIKES my sense of humor. Go ahead. I dare you. Ask me! ;-)
I thought that I should share this moment of laughter on such a day as Thanksgiving and hope that you all had a miraculous day as did we.
Now the music video: