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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

So Peony… Do you wear Birkenstocks and eat granola? Hmmm?

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

Thank you Peony! Our HTML Mistress. You are so awesome!

am I allowed to make a prayer request? Gorbulas (1 year old) was diagnosed with asthma January 2. He had a nasty asthma attack and had to be hospitalised. He never showed any previous signs of asthma, but it should not be surprising because Posco had asthma, and outgrew it and Fastolph still has asthma,… Continue reading am I allowed to make

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

Today was a slow moving day. No matter what though, I always feel successful after we say our evening family rosary. One of our many intentions is world peace, I hope our prayers have an effect on the current situation. My daughter is looking through my make-up case dying to put all my make-up on.… Continue reading Today was a slow moving