Thursday, March 1, 2012

"Ummmm, I'm sorry!"

When we moved 10 years ago, our movers knocked over our garden statue of the Blessed Mother.
They tried to blame the wind and we laughed, but never replaced her.  Instead we glued her head back on. 
Tonight Jumba came to me with the "I'm sorry" speech for about the 5th time today.

I can't get the straight story.  I was told that he threw a football so hard that it knocked her over and her head popped off again.  I find that as believable as the wind story.
The other version was that Jumba went to hug her,  fell into her, knocking her over.  That I believe.
Either way Mary is without a head and Jumba is sorry.  I am a little worried that this is an indication that Lent isn't going that well for us.

 So much my has been happening. I needed comfort. I decided to make one of my favorite meals from my youth.  My mom was not the most flavorf...