Saturday, May 14, 2011

Get Thee to a Nunnery


Also in short walking distance from our former homes is the Mount Saint Mary’s Abbey, which is a silent order of Nuns. Living this close to an Abbey makes it very convenient for your Father to say things like “I’m going to send you to live in the Abbey if you don’t behave,” or “I’m going to stick you with the nuns until you turn 30,” etc. It’s a beautiful spot, though, and they sell delicious bread and chocolate. We purchased some of the aforementioned chocolate from an adorable (and ancient) nun, and damn (sorry) that shit was delicious. (It was wrapped in a ribbon that was covered in glitter, which got all over the place. There is a reason my friend Nick refers to glitter as craft herpes). We wondered how much longer this order would survive—living in a silent nunnery is no fun. The good jobs are all in parochial schools, where you can torture small children, a la Mrs. Hawisher.

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