Santa Matt's ramblings

Earlier this week, Mrs. Santa and I decided to have a day to ourselves. So we set up plans and started Saturday morning with the glorious task of mowing the lawn. Once that was done we hopped into our mini-van and headed for Frankenmuth Michigan. We had planned a day of geocaching, shopping and a nice dinner. For those that may not know, geocaching is using a GPS receiver to locate caches. They may be an actual cache like an old ammo can containing a logbook and trinkets or a virtual cache where you go and observe something and then log it on line. I have a Tom tom bluetooth GPS. This is a receiver only and talks to my Nokia internet tablet. I use Maemo Mapper to display maps controlled by the Tom tom. We used this to get close, to navigate the roads. I also have a Garmin ForeTrex 101 which we would use walking to actually locate the cache. We drove into Frankenmuth from the south end. We stopped at Bronner's for our first cache. Now Mrs. Claus and I had been talking about geocachi

A friend of mine related this story to me. He doubted it was true, as do I but it is a good story none the less. There was a woman who was very active in her Catholic church. Her specialty was organizing meals. It didn't matter, funeral luncheon, pot luck or a fund raising dinner, she was there to make it happen. And after each meal she would announce to everyone, "Keep your fork for desert." as the dishes were cleaned away. Well she died and when she was layed out in her casket, instead of holding a rosary as is the Catholic custom, she was holding a fork. Everyone noticed this and some would smile remembering her announcing at each meal, "Save your fork for desert." Some people thought it was in bad taste. And a great many people were just puzzled. When the time for the sermon came at her Funeral Mass, Father commented, "Some of you may have noticed she was layed out with a fork rather than a rosary as is our custom. This was at her request in her final w