Saints, prayers and absurdity...personal story, humor.
So I am having dinner with my mom at her retirement place. Every week I bring her dog to visit her, which I now take care of. The dog is very friendly, and my mom likes to introduce her to everyone.
Anyway, we run into a couple of her home mates with the dog. They comment on how sweet the dog is and ask why the dog has a slight limp. I explain that the dog is old and has arthritis.
THEN, one of the ladies says she will say a prayer, but didn't know which Saint to pray to ABOUT THE DOG'S arthritis. She asked if my mom would look up the particular Saint on the internet that answers such prayers about arthritis. I KID YOU NOT!
So just for fun when I got home, googled it. "Saint James" Patron saint of arthritis, and called my mom so she could tell this "well wisher" the "correct Saint". We would not want to fuck that up.
Anywho, it does get better. Later my mom calls me, and appearently she had been conversing about this subject with another friend there, who agreed with me how silly it was and decided to call me back with another question about "Saints"
My mom called me back(just to joke about the situation) asking to know who the patron Saint of banannas was.
My mom does believe, but she sure does have one heck of a sense of humor. That cheered me up!
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