Author: Peony Moss

New link: Added a link to the article Human Devlopment and Morality, by Pansy’s dad, Deacon Gerald DeMauro. It’s also permalinked there on the left.

True Confessions I actually have been skipping breakfast a lot lately, which is strange for me. Or I’ve been eating weird food, like Triscuits or Hambet’s leftover scrambled egg. No wonder I’ve been under the weather a lot. And no, I’m not pregnant.

More on parenting and the capacity to respond to God One of Mark Shea’s commenters suggested this article, The Psychology of Atheism.

Peony’s granolacon credentials At present I do not own a pair of Birkenstocks; when I’m carting around a little person I am afraid of tripping on the sandals or having the clogs fall off. When I was doing direct patient care in the hospital (I am a nurse) I wore white Birk clogs. The last… Continue reading Peony’s granolacon credentials At present

Let’s pray for Martha Stewart too, while we’re at it. After I wrote the last piece I poked around in Rod Dreher’s archives and found a nice one on poor Martha. In my list of “Five Guilty Pleasures” I did not include “leafing through the latest issue of Martha Stewart Living” because I don’t feel… Continue reading Let’s pray for Martha Stewart

Pray for Ted Turner Sometimes after dinner, as I enjoy a glass of wine with my husband, taking in the evening news as our little son attempts to scale the television set and adjust the antenna plays at our feet, I see a news item that prompts me to speculate how I would address a… Continue reading Pray for Ted Turner Sometimes

De festae amoris et dieibus poenitentiae well, not really. This is kind of a quibble post that I could turn into an eloquent meditation on being a Christian living in the world, obeying the laws of the Church without being priggish, noting how our earthly pilgrimage is both feasting and fasting, etc, but my toddler… Continue reading De festae amoris et

In quizzibus veritas I see that Kathy the Carmelite is both “a Grasshopper cocktail” and “heroic couplets.” Obviously a woman of taste and erudition. And yes, I know that quizzibus is not even pig Latin, but I don’t have my Latin dictionary handy. I read once that there is a Latinist at the Vatican whose… Continue reading In quizzibus veritas I see