Sister Mary Big Butt

3 Aug

I grew up in a predominantly Catholic  town, which affected my life in  two ways:

1. Fish sticks on Friday in the cafeteria

2. Shaking hands with strangers at weddings and saying, “Peace be with you.”

There was a nun who played piano at most weddings and my mother, God love her, called her Sister Mary Horse Face. You can imagine what she looked like. Sort of…equine. Played piano like an angel, though.

That nickname inspired my sisters and me to play a game we called Sister Mary Big Butt. My older sister would put on a big black skirt we had in the dress up box, and me (plus the little sister) would get inside of it and be her giant ass. We la la loved that game, guys.

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