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Remember how I rearended a nun’s car? In my family, something like that is hard to live down. It’s just too big of a target for teasing, even on the holiest of days. Particularly when the Christmas dinner is hosted by my sister-in-law Lynn (the one who drove the nun home) and her sister Mary is in town. The Sherwood Sisters are known for their somewhat harsh (some would say sick) sense of humor, which often involves pranks and props. Thus, throughout Christmas dinner I found several dozen of these miniature nuns (note the raised arms, as if I’ve moved from vehicular assault to robbery):

There was a nun in my appetizer, at the bottom of my wine glass, under my napkin. I found them in my coat pocket, in the Tupperware holding my leftovers and, of course, in my new car. In fact, I’m still finding them in my car.

Actually, I’ve grown kind of attached to the nuns. I’ve left one in the cupholder of my car, arms upstretched, beseaching me to never dial and drive again.

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