There's a running joke in my family about how the Baby Jesus figurine has been missing from the nativity scene for several years now. No one knows why, where he went (to get a tuxedo t-shirt? He likes to party!) or how Baby Jesus could disappear, but he did. And this is what Mom had to say about it:
"I have to move some shit out of the way to make room for Baby Jesus. That's symbolic of how my Christmas has been. It hasn't been about baby Jesus, it's been about crap!"
And when I told her the quote made my blog she said:
"I tell ya, it's either my boobs or Baby Jesus."
Podcast interview on Butter No Parsnips
1 week ago
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