To: God The Almighty Father
cc: St. Peter in Heaven
Re: Answering My Prayers
Dearest Heavenly Father,
In this time of faith, hope and gratitude, I would once again like to thank you for all the years we have worked together and the relationship that we have built that has been the cornerstone of the success of Weaselville.
However, without diminishing my ongoing gratitude, there have been a few points of miscommunication between myself and your staff that I would like to rectify for our future dealings, so as not to become points of contention in our relationship in the coming years.
- When I prayed for a husband that would always be able to provide for me, dirty looks, dirty laundry and dirty dishes were not on the list of provisions that I had in mind.
The dirty mind, however, was an unanticipated bonus.
- When I prayed that my home would always have an abundance of humor, I did not necessarily intend for it to be at my expense. Case in point, I offered Eldest Weasel some useful coupons to consider using when shopping for a gift for me and she replied, "where to? Lane Bryant".
In all reality, this was actually hysterical, butThis was not the laughter that I had expected.
- When I prayed for children that would grow to be independent, but not so independent that they wouldn't need me, I did not intend that they only need me as their personal ATM, personal shopper, housekeeper and personal valet.
- When I prayed for children that would bring me so much joy that the choirs of Angels in Heaven would sing, I never imagined that those choirs of Angels would be singing the Beer Barrel Polka and laughing themselves silly with the refrain of "That naive lady only asked for healthy, so we threw in feisty for good measure".
- When I prayed that you grant me the Grace of patience to endure family life and struggles, testing your handiwork with challenges that could snap the disposition of a Saint was a little overboard. In the future, I think it would be best if I learned to crawl before I have to walk.
Yours in Christ,