One of the great things about fall is definitely the fact that it’s the beginning of the holiday season.  I absolutely LOVE Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas.  When I was young, my mom always made gigantic meals for Thanksgiving and Christmas.  Each one of us would have different jobs assigned to us.  One of us would help polish the good silverware, one of us set the table and one of us had to help pull all the food together at the last minute.

One year in particular, my sister had the chore of setting the table.  When dinner was ready, we all sat down to the table and got ready to have a wonderful feast, when I noticed there were six place settings.  So, I asked my sister why she set six places, when there are only five people in our family.  She answered that she had set a place for Jesus.  My parents thought this was the sweetest thing ever, but being the heathen that I was, I started laughing my ass off, uncontrollably.  I asked her if Jesus had called and let her know he was coming?

For the rest of the meal, while everyone was passing around all the food, I would stop after putting a helping on my plate and look at the empty place setting next to me and ask “Jesus, would you like some mashed potatoes?”  “Jesus, can I get you some more cranberry sauce?” – cracking myself up each time more and more.  My sister was so pissed at me, and my parents must have asked me twenty times to stop, but I just could not control myself.  To this day, every Thanksgiving I look at my sister and say, “Remember that time you set a place for Jesus?”  We have a love-hate relationship!