
bubba cathy's wardrobe goes to narnia. seriously. i'm not joking.
It’s my last full day in the States, and I’m taking the entire thing to run errands and revisit some old favorite places with Shalynn (who got her final grades today - and is now officially graduated). It’s a bittersweet experience to say “so long for now” to so many people and familiar places. But one of the joys of going through all of one’s belongings is the opportunity to hash through memories of the stuff you didn’t remember you had…
Like the picture above that I found tucked away in my camera’s memory card… During my time raising support (this first time), Chandler invited us to go tour Bubba Cathy’s house. Bubba Cathy - to whom Chandler is connected through family - is royalty in the kingdom-fief of selling chicken sandwiches, and his house reflects his princely state. There is a wardrobe in the front foyer with a door in the back that opens to a winding staircase painted with coats and jackets that, as you ascend, turns into a winter scene. The staircase opens at the top into a secret room in the attic with a lamppost in the middle, ala The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. To say that Bubba enjoyed the book is probably an understatement.
Also, in trying to gather all my electronic property together, I found all the skits I had ever written during my time at CCF. Enjoy these quotes…
Tatum: Whoa there, you Catless Cowboy. Just a second. You’ve just lost perspective, my friend. Sure. You are a loser. No one really likes you. Your gaunt and menacing demeanor is somewhat off putting to those around the ministry. No. I take that back. It is very off putting. If I were your cat, I would be glad to be eaten by a panda.
Chris: Thank you, Head Coach Tyler. I’d like to recognize our Most Improved Player of the Year, Little Timmy. Little Timmy came into this season not knowing the difference between right field and left field, but by the end of the season, we had determined that this wasn’t so much a baseball problem, but was more his incapacity to tell his left from his right period. So thank you, Little Timmy. Didn’t really improve this year, but we gotta give you something. We hope that by next year you will have stopped trying to pick your nose with your glove hand while your glove is on. Coach Braden?
And the best title for a skit ever?
This Week’s Forecast as Presented by Chris Coleman Dressed in a Bunny Suit