This past Sunday, at the 9:30 a.m. Mass, they had the Catechists Commissioning. A catechist is someone who teaches religious education. My daughter is one. She teaches 2nd grade, which is a big year - First Communion for the kids. Theresa has been doing this since high school (6 years) so we’re familiar with the drill.
Now I am not an early morning person. I’m generally up by 7:30 during the week & by 8 or 8:30 on the weekends, depending on how many times I hit the snooze button. It’s not like I’m not up early enough to make it to the earlier Mass. I just don’t like going. It means I can’t leisurely drink my coffee, nuking it a few times as it cools down. It means I can’t take my time in the shower. And don’t you dare suggest I skip either of those things before heading out. Trust me, you would not want to deal with a decaffeinated, unshowered Monkling first thing in the morning.
But being Mother of the Year, I made the sacrifice to get to the early Mass this Sunday. Theresa didn’t come home the night before so I sent her a text asking if she was going to meet us at Church. I didn’t get any reply so we just headed up there. As we were walking, we see Theresa driving past. I point her out to Frank & we wonder if we should just head into the Church or wait outside. We opt to go in. We stand in the vestibule, talking with friends, waiting for her. No Theresa. It’s getting late. Thinking maybe we missed her and she’s already sitting, we go into the Church and look around. We don’t see her anywhere so we sit down. I text her to ask where she is.
Mass starts. Frank is getting a bit worried. Me, not so much. I figure she’s around somewhere in the building or maybe on her way in, something came up. About 5 minutes into the Mass, I get a text from her (luckily I had it on silent) saying she had a meeting & that she wasn’t going to that Mass.
Now what I want to know is, who was in the exact same car we have, with a driver who, to both her parents, looked like Theresa? It seems there is a Theresa clone out there. Too bad she can’t track the clone down. She’s involved in so many things, having a clone would sure make life easier.
September 17th, 2008 at 1:53 pm Quote
I would ask her to send you your mother of the year gift anyway. The things we do for our kids.
There are about 20 cars just like my sons car around here and I see every stinking one of them every day. I am forever wanting to call him and ask why he isn’t at work.