Or is that — a time-traveling antipope? My husband showed me this evening that Mr Shields has bestowed the red hat on “Cardinal” Joseph Francis Rummel. The time-traveling part comes from naming him a prince of the Church retroactively, since the good Archbishop (who was never made a Cardinal by any of the generally acknowledged… Continue reading Mark Shields: Antipope
This year’s first rhubarb recipe….
…is from dinka. Head over to her place for a lucious-sounding recipe for Rhubarb-Strawberry Crumble. My own rhubarb is just immense, but the stalks are still green, they’re not turning red. I will have to consult my mom and see when I can start harvesting some.
A good idea for raising money
Over at Catholic Light, RC wonders: What would you be pleased to never sing again? A commenter also wondered, what hymns would you pay to sing?
Thank Goodness, I am Starting to Feel Better!
The nausea is lifting, my energy is slowly and surely returning. I am not sitting down and falling asleep-well all the time-LOL. I am starting to able to cook again and clean the bathroom. I am so grateful. I am not totally 100%, I still gag when I brush my teeth, but I am semi-functional.… Continue reading Thank Goodness, I am Starting to Feel Better!
Group Read Announcement
We’ll discuss chapters 19-24 next Monday.
Pride and Prejudice, Chapters 13-18
Chapter 13: We meet Mr Collins, first by letter and then in person. Chapter 14: Dinner with Mr Collins. Chapter 15: The girls take a walk to Meryton, with Mr Collins in tow. They meet up with their aquaintance Mr Denny, an officer in the regiment; Denny in turns introduces Mr Wickham, a fine looking… Continue reading Pride and Prejudice, Chapters 13-18
Rhubarb!
I am so excited because I found a rhubarb plant at the farm store yesterday. Of course I cannot make pie out of it any time soon, so I also bought a pound of rhubarb. Today I made a lattice top rhubarb (with some strawberries in it) pie-for after dinner. I went into the kitchen… Continue reading Rhubarb!
Fat Phat Mommy
Each night, Gorbulas and Fastoph sit on either side of me on the couch and snuggle as they fall asleep. It is actually incredibly uncomfortable, but the pay off I get for the double cuddles is well worth it. Last night as Fastolph was sitting there, he patted my tummy. Fastolph:Mom, you’re getting fat. Me:… Continue reading Fat Phat Mommy