Originally posted by MarnaLou:
For Christmas one year my mother gave me a doormat. That alone made it odd but the weirdest part was that it was emblazoned with a religious symbol of a faith to which I do not belong. The room got very quiet when I opened up that particular little number. I could never bring myself to wipe my feet on what to many people is a sacred symbol so I kept it in the garage for a year and brought it out whenever she came over, then I quietly recycled it. Even the kids, who were teenagers at the time, knew not to say anything at the time but later commented that they thought it was a tad strange.
oh Marna Lou.. thanks to you for this one too..
