Ha! Gotcha! Mwuahahahahahahahahaha!!!! :::twirls evil-villain mustache::: I just scared some people. That was your early Halloween gift, Miss Lady Who Wouldn't Want to Read About Hospitality.
I won't talk about hospitality at all. Because one time, I was at a function, and I heard a woman claim that she was given the "gift" of hospitality. The thing is, my husband was in the hospital that week, I had given birth to my sixth child a couple weeks before this event, and my husband was in charge of bringing some of the supplies for this event. (You can read about this time here.) I heard about these "supplies" about an hour before the event, and I was told to bring them. I didn't even know what they were. So I gathered up what I could and went.
They were wrong. So I took my baby and my other five kids to WalMart to get the right ones, only the thing was, those supplies don't even exist. So I went back to the event, where the queen of hospitality yelled at me for not getting it right, told me I ruined the event and that I had wasted a lot of peoples' time, and made me cry. I managed to get myself under control after half a Xanax and thirty minutes crying in my car, and went back inside just in time to hear all about her hospitality. From her own mouth. So, I don't really believe in hospitality, because my thought is that people who say they are hospitable probably see it as a chore, and that shows. Truly hospitable people are naturally welcoming because they are just that way, and they don't think enough about it to call themselves hospitable.
So I won't talk about that. :)
Instead, I am going to spend the rest of my writing time on a special project that I may or may not link on this blog. Maybe on the Catholic blog...I just don't know, ok?
Please pray for a dear friend who is seriously ill in the hospital since yesterday, and for his wife, his children and grandkids, and all of the "kids" to whom he's been like a second dad.
