I'm the only Catholic in my family, but I'm proud to say I've taught my relatives to have proper reverence for the holy Faith. They demonstrated their abiding respect just last Christmas when one of them gave me this dignified calendar:
And as if we needed more proof that they're in awe of my religion, here's another Christmas gift they gave me:
A few days ago when I woke up, I knew that the time had come to make... holy toast. My roommate had purchased some nice square white bread. It was destiny.
So I pressed the stamp into the bread.
But that left no impression so I really had to push it hard.
That looks good.
Into my roommate's handy toaster oven it goes!
But I got distracted, and the toast burned. This completely foils my plan to make a killing on eBay. Now what? What do you do with really dark yet tasty-looking toast?
Well, I know what I did.
Meanwhile, a much better image of our Blessed Mother watched patiently from the kitchen wall. :)