Last night we built the first fire of the season. Actually it wasn’t “we”, it was Polo. I just started saying “Polo, it’s chilly, I think we need a fire. Polo, I think we need a fire.” At first he objected by saying “well, it’s 55 degrees, if I build a fire it’s going to… Continue reading The First Fire of The Season
I Think We Just Need Some New Blood
Another Mass at Auriesville said by a 70 something year old Jesuit. Once again I was grateful to God for the gift of an orthodox Mass. But in the homily the priest kept talking about his experiences at a retreat house in the 70’s. Nothing wrong with that, but there something sad about how almost… Continue reading I Think We Just Need Some New Blood
Something You Do Not Hear Everyday
Fastolph came up to me while I was making buckwheat pancakes this morning. He was doing this strange little hobbit looking dance and asked “Mommy, does dancing make you merry?” I was like “huh?” People actually use the word “merry”? I had to ask him three times to repeat himself to be sure I heard… Continue reading Something You Do Not Hear Everyday
So Good To Be Home
A nasty cold swept through the family this past week. Fastolph was passed out for two days, I have bronchitis and Gorbulas ended up in the hospital for two days due to an asthma attack. I stayed with him in the hospital during that time and decided I hate hospitals. I am glad for the… Continue reading So Good To Be Home
Weird TV science
As I was typing, I saw an NBC breaking news report out of the corner of my eye. My first thought was, why do they make the turning globe all red? It looks like the planet Jupiter? Well, anyway, Brokaw was interrupting to announce that Mount St Helens is starting to vent some steam. Hambet… Continue reading Weird TV science
That space-time anomaly is at it again
That black hole in my house has eaten my travel mug — the second one consumed this year. I’m really fond of this one and I wish the anomaly would give it back. I wonder if I need to come up with something to trade? St Anthony, please help! UPDATE: My husband found it that… Continue reading That space-time anomaly is at it again
How to call the Florida Supremes…
aka “the Maleficent Seven.” Mark Shea posts a letter from a reader: I just made a comment in your Terri Schiavo thread where I listed phone numbers to call in her ongoing defense by ordinary citizens. When I followed up with a call myself to the Dir. of Pub. Info for the Fla. supremes, they… Continue reading How to call the Florida Supremes…
Windows into… something…
So like I said, I like the image at Jordan’s post. (she found it at a Creighton University website.) In the image, Joan is little, defenseless; her expression is frightened, but she does not shrink or cower. Her cheeks are red from the heat of the bonfire. And St Michael towers behind her, protecting her.… Continue reading Windows into… something…