Can you still pray to the saints if you don't go to mass every Sunday?

My mom would disagree, but I happen to be a very organized person. At work, my desk is clean and clear, everything is in it's place, and I never go home without putting everything away. The same rings true for my house - everything has a home, and for the most part, it stays there. On the other hand, Bryan is not an organized person. He will tell you that he is, and that he knows where everything is should he need it. His office looks like a tornado hit it. He has miscellaneous papers everywhere. His desk is littered with coke bottles and file folders. He has his office decorated, but that too is unorganized.

So it may come as no surprise that he has lost something major. The sad part is that he lost it at home. (You may remember that my house is very organized.) The sadder part is that he lost it because after 2 vodka and cranberry juices he was too drunk to even remember losing it!!

Here's the story: we had to return our grill to Home Depot because we were not able to convert it from propane to Natural Gas. Naturally, HD gave us an in-store credit. Not wanting to make a decision on which grill to replace the other with at the moment, we simply kept the card and went home. The girls had a math meet, so it was a rare opportunity that Bryan and i had some time alone. We decided to make dinner and enjoy a couple of drinks by our fire pit on the patio. We had a great time. The next day Bryan asked if I would come to Home Depot with him to look at grills. I said fine. (Actually I bitched and moaned about the fact that that is how wanted me to spend my Friday night.) And that leads us to the interesting part of the story. Bryan begins looking for the card. I don't realize that is what he is doing, I think he is just farting around and if I have to spend my Friday night looking for grills, than I at least want to get on with it. I ask what is taking so long and he says, "I can't find the card." I tell him that it is on my table next to my chair in the family room and he says, "No it isn't. Last night I put it in one of the kitchen drawers." I'm like, what?? Why would you do that?? So Bryan launches into this diatribe about how in his "drunken stupor" he thought it would be better to hide the cards rather than leave them sitting out on the table so no one would steal them. OK - there are so many things wrong with this statement, but I'll stick to the one that's the most obvious. WE LIVE IN HOWARDS GROVE, WI!!!!!! Let me assure you that in the town that you can completely drive from one end to the other in less than a minute, you are in no real danger of getting robbed. The most exciting thing that happens in our town is when Piggly Wiggly has a sale on ground beef. And did I mention that Bryan has secured our home with an alarm system that encompasses every door and every window?? So can you see why I was mystified?

And thus begins the search. And by search I mean the systematic removal of every item in my kitchen in the hopes that we would uncover the cards. Of course, the whole time I am asking Bryan, how can you not remember where you put them? All he can recall is that he put them in a drawer. So let's cut to the chase. I was perfect wife not giving him any grief. He was obsessed and seriously could not sleep because he was thinkning about the card (and his loss of a grill if it cannot be recovered). Bryan contacts Home Depot who tells him that they not only will not, but cannot replace a lost or stolen gift card. Round and round we go, more searching. Finally I tell him to pray to St. Anthony (the patron saint of lost things). Bryan, being Southern Baptist, has no belief in saints. So I pray for him. He goes to shower. Next thing I know, he is shouting ,"I found them!!" They were in a drawer, all right. His underwear drawer!! He has absolutely no recollection of putting them there.

Lessons learned: Bryan is a total light weight when it comes to drinking, I am the perfect wife, and yes, you can still pray to the saints if you don't go to mass every Sunday!