I am planting pumpkin seeds today.
I have a pumpkin seed addiction so this might be a bad thing. I might be setting myself up for an intervention. I welcome one. I dare you. Please just don't get me an interventionist who needs more help than me, if it's my special day, I don't want anyone stealing my thunder.
Maybe some nice perennials instead, I don't think I can eat those.
Saturday, July 02, 2011
Saturday, June 25, 2011
1000
This is my 1000th post on this blog and what have I learned?
I learned that a lot of people find my blog when looking for a Canadian line dancer, a realtor from the south, Sandra Bullock...the list goes on.
The 1000th post to a blog is a milestone I guess, like hitting 1000 miles on your car or hitting your head.
I hope this blog brightens your day from time to time or if nothing else gives you that same self esteem boost I get when watching a TLC show about people who have weird addictions like eating toilet paper or laundry detergent. If I'm your "at least I'm not as bad as her" person, your welcome. Anything I can do to validate your normalcy is my pleasure.
I notice I have patterns in my blogging. At times I can write until the cows come home and then they do and I spend so much time playing with the cows that I forget to write a blog for weeks. Damn cows.
The advent of posting pictures and videos has really cut down on my work and being a lazy blogger is a pattern I sometimes fall into. But it's much better than falling into a ditch or a bear trap. Believe me...oh, that might be a good blog. Maybe for #1290 or perhaps I will wait until I hit the 2000's to write about the bear trap incident, by then the statute of limitation will have passed and I will be free to tell you the whole story. Who knew a bear could afford a lawyer?
I am just impressed (or embarrassed, the two feelings are so closely related) that people continually read this blog. In fact, 20,061 (68 from Latvia) have visited my blog since it's existence and all I have to say to you is...go outside and play with the cows!
I learned that a lot of people find my blog when looking for a Canadian line dancer, a realtor from the south, Sandra Bullock...the list goes on.
The 1000th post to a blog is a milestone I guess, like hitting 1000 miles on your car or hitting your head.
I hope this blog brightens your day from time to time or if nothing else gives you that same self esteem boost I get when watching a TLC show about people who have weird addictions like eating toilet paper or laundry detergent. If I'm your "at least I'm not as bad as her" person, your welcome. Anything I can do to validate your normalcy is my pleasure.
I notice I have patterns in my blogging. At times I can write until the cows come home and then they do and I spend so much time playing with the cows that I forget to write a blog for weeks. Damn cows.
The advent of posting pictures and videos has really cut down on my work and being a lazy blogger is a pattern I sometimes fall into. But it's much better than falling into a ditch or a bear trap. Believe me...oh, that might be a good blog. Maybe for #1290 or perhaps I will wait until I hit the 2000's to write about the bear trap incident, by then the statute of limitation will have passed and I will be free to tell you the whole story. Who knew a bear could afford a lawyer?
I am just impressed (or embarrassed, the two feelings are so closely related) that people continually read this blog. In fact, 20,061 (68 from Latvia) have visited my blog since it's existence and all I have to say to you is...go outside and play with the cows!
Monday, June 20, 2011
Thank You!
It was great to see so many people with sore cheeks! I do what I can to build the Kingdom...and the Parish Center.
Wednesday, June 08, 2011
Friday, June 03, 2011
Monday, May 23, 2011
Bonding With My Pop
Today I bonded with my dad.
After realizing this weekend that I had been tithing wrong (I am suppose to tithe 4 hours of my time to the Church and work 40 hours and not tithe 40 hours of my time and work only 4 hours) I decided to spend today doing something fun.
So my dad and I bonded.
First I went in the back yard and dug up worms (which only led to me finding a sprinkler leak which postponed the fun having for a few hours) and then it was off to the Country Club to the designated fishing hole (after we signed waivers of course).
And we fished.
Until the line got snarled and then we unsnarled for longer than we actually fished. And then when the second pole got snarled and we then unsnarled again we both decided that fishing is kind of stupid (the ultimate bonding is to decide together that something is stupid). So then we went back to what we know we both are good at, swinging a stick at a ball...in short, we got back with our Scottish roots.
I love my fishing/un-snarling/golfing buddy dad. (no fish were harmed in the posting of this blog...or golf balls).
After realizing this weekend that I had been tithing wrong (I am suppose to tithe 4 hours of my time to the Church and work 40 hours and not tithe 40 hours of my time and work only 4 hours) I decided to spend today doing something fun.
So my dad and I bonded.
First I went in the back yard and dug up worms (which only led to me finding a sprinkler leak which postponed the fun having for a few hours) and then it was off to the Country Club to the designated fishing hole (after we signed waivers of course).And we fished.
Until the line got snarled and then we unsnarled for longer than we actually fished. And then when the second pole got snarled and we then unsnarled again we both decided that fishing is kind of stupid (the ultimate bonding is to decide together that something is stupid). So then we went back to what we know we both are good at, swinging a stick at a ball...in short, we got back with our Scottish roots.I love my fishing/un-snarling/golfing buddy dad. (no fish were harmed in the posting of this blog...or golf balls).
Monday, May 16, 2011
The Principal of the Matter
I was blessed to see my two principals from my elementary career at St. Francis Catholic School last night. They are both recovering nicely from their time spent with me during my formative years.
Sunday, May 08, 2011
Happy Mother's Day!
Happy Mother's Day to my God momma and my momma I emerged from...no wonder I like you so much! Keep up the good work.
Sunday, May 01, 2011
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Up Dawg
This has been the longest stretch I have been home all year and Mac is just coming to the understanding that I can be trusted not to leave the house while he goes to get a bone from my mom (that's how we soften the blow during a road trip, he gets a bone while I slip out the door and if by chance our eyes do meet, I simply explain "I am going to church" because he knows that never lasts more than a few hours). He has stopped following me every time I get up, well most times, at least he has stopped trying to come into the shower with me.
It is nice to be loved so much. Even if Mac does not love perfectly, he does try. Like the other day when he wanted to show me he cared for me by plopping his golden retriever body down on my lap while I was working on my laptop. Apparently dogs don't understand that paws and keyboards do not mix. All he wanted was to sit on me to make sure I did not escape again. I don't know what happens when I leave town, but it must be too horrible to talk about because for as close as we are, Mac has never opened up about it. I do know that Mac is smarter than I was at 10. For one thing he has avoided going to the doctor for almost a year now. Of course when I was 10 I didn't bite (stopped that at 9). He also knows when to disappear when my mom decides its time to clean his ears, give him a bath or tries to get him to do math homework...again, something I would have killed to figure out at 10.
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Palm Sunday - The Path of Waiting
Passion is a kind of waiting - waiting for what other people are going to do. Jesus went to Jerusalem to announce the good news to the people of that city. And Jesus knew that he was going to put a choice before them: Will you be my disciple, or will you be my executioner? There is no middle ground here. Jesus went to Jerusalem to put people in a situation where they had to say "Yes" or "No". That is the great drama of Jesus' passion: he had to wait for their response. What would they do? Betray him or follow him? In a way, his agony is not simply the agony of approaching death. It is also the agony of being out of control and of having to wait. It is the agony of a God who depends on us to decide how to live out the divine presence among us. It is the agony of the God who, in a very mysterious way, allows us to decide how God will be God. Here we glimpse the mystery of God's incarnation. God became human not only to act among us but also to be the recipient of our responses.. . . And that is the mystery of Jesus' love. Jesus in his passion is the one who waits for our response. Precisely in that waiting the intensity of his love and God's is revealed to us.
- Henri J. M. Nouwen
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Wednesday, April 06, 2011
Nightline
For some reason, I could not fall asleep last night. Even though I was planning on waking up at 5:45am to walk and was tired from the day, something kept me up. For one thing there was a squirrel outside my window, yes a squirrel, that found out it could chirp and was trying out it's lungs all night long. Second factor was a obese yellow lab with a snoring problem. After tossing and turning I finally turned on the TV and found Nightline. There was a story about people preparing for Doomsday. Apparently, people are taking stock of world events and coming to the understanding that anywhere from a week to a few years out, it's gonna hit the fan and the world is just going to explode.
I am not convinced.
Not only am I not convinced but I don't care.
Here is why.
Since the history of the world, things have been exploding, shifting, flooding and shaking. I'm sure the dinosaurs had an inkling that something was up one day when they saw the stegosaurus' who attended the Fundamentalist church' shoes there and they were nowhere to be found (awesome dinosaur rapture joke).
There has always been wars, political leaders who were bullies, governments who have oppressed people, poverty, hang nails, and the list goes on.
What adds to the current frenzy is I suppose nuclear war, radiation spills and twitter.
The same bad stuff is still happening but now it glows in the dark and we hear about it at the speed of sound.
So why am I not concerned? Well, for one thing, I figure, realistically I have a good 60 or so years left in me and with 34 already out of the way, I can totally do what I already did twice again until I meet Jesus...if the world explodes and I meet Him sooner, I just won't have to fill out my tax form next year, big deal!
Another reason I am not concerned about the end of the world is that I now realize that I could go a lot of different ways before Doomsday happens. I almost died twice yesterday, once while tripping over the dog while holding a sharp object and then again while thinking too hard while trying to do math in my head. So really, Doomsday would be an easy out compared to the trouble I find myself in without even leaving my house.
The Nightline piece said when a major disaster happens in the USA stores will be out of food within hours and most people will only have a three day supply of food in their house. Three days was also the time limit until Anarchy ensued.
I have about 3 days of food supply in the bottom of my purse alone, so that buys me a few days. And I own a baseball bat, a headlamp and I have a rosary in my pocket so bring it on civil unrest.
Whatever happens, I'm ready, so if you are concerned, just call me, no wait, the phones will be dead, just come find me and I'll loan you a bat.
I am not convinced.
Not only am I not convinced but I don't care.
Here is why.
Since the history of the world, things have been exploding, shifting, flooding and shaking. I'm sure the dinosaurs had an inkling that something was up one day when they saw the stegosaurus' who attended the Fundamentalist church' shoes there and they were nowhere to be found (awesome dinosaur rapture joke).
There has always been wars, political leaders who were bullies, governments who have oppressed people, poverty, hang nails, and the list goes on.
What adds to the current frenzy is I suppose nuclear war, radiation spills and twitter.
The same bad stuff is still happening but now it glows in the dark and we hear about it at the speed of sound.
So why am I not concerned? Well, for one thing, I figure, realistically I have a good 60 or so years left in me and with 34 already out of the way, I can totally do what I already did twice again until I meet Jesus...if the world explodes and I meet Him sooner, I just won't have to fill out my tax form next year, big deal!
Another reason I am not concerned about the end of the world is that I now realize that I could go a lot of different ways before Doomsday happens. I almost died twice yesterday, once while tripping over the dog while holding a sharp object and then again while thinking too hard while trying to do math in my head. So really, Doomsday would be an easy out compared to the trouble I find myself in without even leaving my house.
The Nightline piece said when a major disaster happens in the USA stores will be out of food within hours and most people will only have a three day supply of food in their house. Three days was also the time limit until Anarchy ensued.
I have about 3 days of food supply in the bottom of my purse alone, so that buys me a few days. And I own a baseball bat, a headlamp and I have a rosary in my pocket so bring it on civil unrest.
Whatever happens, I'm ready, so if you are concerned, just call me, no wait, the phones will be dead, just come find me and I'll loan you a bat.
Monday, April 04, 2011
Humor Interview - Boston Public Radio
Humor Today’s world would be tough to handle without a little humor in our lives. This week, You Are Here reporters tackle the topic of humor in various lights such as standup comedy, political satire, hidden camera work, and commercialized comedy. They also take a look at what can happen when comedy goes a little too far. Interviews include Danny McBride, Lisa Lampanelli, Patton Oswalt, and more professional comedians and actors in the business.
Reporters: Kathryn Barnes, Alyssa Edes, Dillon Rand, Arjun Singh, Emily Files, Maria Spridigliozzi, Stefanie Guarino, and Benjamin Tan
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Friday, March 25, 2011
Solemnity
I broke my 7 month Wal-Mart fast on the Solemnity and BOY did it pay off! I love Louisiana.
Free the Monks & Free Enterprise
Interesting video about where I am staying for a few days while speaking at Abbey Fest. Go Monks!
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Los Angeles Youth Day - AKA the Arena
It was quite the experience to speak to a packed arena and now that it's over I can honestly say that close to 8,000 in the audience is way easier than a room of 7 people who you can hear breathing.
I was blessed to have momma come up and also about 50 teens from my own Parish of St. Francis to be in attendance. I love having shows close to home, it's always fun to have people in attendance who can bring me back down if I start to think too highly of myself. Can't wait to leave the state again!
I was also excited to hear and then hug Fr. Greg Boyle, founder of Homeboy Industries and author of a great book, Tattoos on the Heart. If you have not read it, try it, you might like it and be inspired to get that tattoo removed!
A great time and now a few days off before heading to Louisiana for some fun down on da Bayou.
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