Thursday, April 29, 2010

A Year Ago

What I wrote last April 29, 2009:

Does Your Light Shine?

"How will I carry myself? How will I allow Christ's light to shine through me to others? We are a JOYful people. We shine. Will I allow my life and my reputation be defined by the amount of comments I receive or the number of blog visits or the frequency of GoogleReaders? Or will my life be defined for what I am? A child of God! A daughter, sister, granddaughter, aunt, wife, and mother working and living in the body of Christ?

"I will continue to move outside of myself and focus on the JOY of my family, the JOY of my children, the JOY of my life, and the JOY of blogging. This is so not about me. It's about the life I love. It's about the people God has blessed me with. It's about glorifying His name and His presence in my life. It's about carrying my baggage with dignity and respect for myself and for the God who made me.

"If it does not eek of JOY, I will not blog it (except for prayer intentions). If it does not whisper of JOY, I will cast it off. Life is hard enough. We must search, find, and focus on the JOY. And that is what I plan to do.

"A prolific contributor at the 4Real Forums shared this quote today and I want to share it with everyone who is here with me:

" 'Joy in life is like oil in a lamp. When the oil gets low the wick is consumed, emitting a black vapor, and sending forth only a lurid glow, which does not give light. A life without joy passes away unprofitably, shedding around it only gloom and sorrow. If every morning in a simple prayer-in those fifteen minutes' meditation (which only seem hard when we do not practise it), we opened our hearts to God, as we open our windows to the sun and air, God would fill it with that calm, sweet joy which elevates the soul, prevents it feeling the weight of troubles, and makes it overflow with benevolence. But joy does not mean levity, witty sayings, or is habitual serenity.' ~ (Gold Dust, edited by Charlotte Yonge and published in 1897)"

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Mother's Day Teaser

Text Message from Kayleigh: "Do u mind getting ur mother's day gift 2 days early?"

My Answer: "Lol...guess not...why 2 days early?"

Kayleigh: "Nm we're not doing that anymore."

My Answer (as I cast a wary eye at the oldest of the 5 who sits blissfully unaware that Mother's Day is just around the corner and that his sister is probably making plans which will include his wallet): "Not doing what?"

Kayleigh: "Don't worry about it."

Me: " started it."

No answer. That was an hour ago.

Guess I'll just have to wait.

Wordless Wednesday: First Strawberries

Only I'm never Wordless. :-)
And because every picture has a story.

Uncle Gerald is always calling Annie to run out to the family garden and bring home some fresh new produce.

I don't know who enjoys it more: Uncle Gerald, Annie...or us. :-)

The other day it was to receive a handful of the first strawberries of spring. She plucked just enough to make some strawberry milk shakes. Just enough for her and her mommy to share. :-)

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Monday, April 26, 2010

End of April Daybook

FOR TODAY... from Cay's Daybook

Outside my window...a day quickly fading into night.

I am hearing...In the Arms of an Angel by Sarah MacLaughlin
I am's been two and a half months since my last daybook entry. Can it really be that long?

I am thankful skies, spring flowers, and April days.

I am jeans, blue/green striped shirt, gold-hooped earrings.

I am remembering...what a special, lovely day Annie had on Sunday.

This is my note to myself...purchase canning jars. It has begun!

I am reading...Flannery O'Connor and Kate Chopin are keeping me quite intrigued and busy. They're quite the pair if you're a southern girl.

I am creating...can we come back to this at a later date?

I am hoping....Thankful Thursday night goes as smoothly as Saintly Sunday.

On my mind...the golden days of spring won't last much longer. Are we enjoying them as much as we possibly can?

From the learning books strewn around the living room. Worked on last Thursday and left since. Does that count?

From the liturgical year calendar...two children receiving sacraments this week.

My list this Monday, Pretty Pens Tuesday, Shakespeare play rehearsal Wednesday, Confirmation Thursday, Crawfish Boil at Acadian Village Friday, Lafayette Saturday

Pondering these words..."God may be glorified in all things." ~ St. Benedict of Nursia

From the kitchen...mayhaw jelly, mayhaw syrup, mayhaw butter, mayhaw jam. Stay tuned for pictures.

Around the house...I've been gone all day and my house is cleaner than its been in weeks. Months even.

An unexpected visit from my husband's aunt who lives in Georgia sent me into a frantic panic this evening. You see, the last time she came to her brother's house (Mark's dad) was 6 years ago upon the death of my mother-in-law. She hasn't seen the place since. It is no longer the home of a PawPaw and Meme. It is the home of a family of seven and all their friends and a couple of pets.

It simply isn't the house that Meme kept as neat as a pen. Sorry.

And my dear husband has been renovating my laundry room. To give you a clear visual: last week the laundry room spilt all its dirty laundry into my sitting room. Mops, brooms, rulers, dusters, buckets, etc. Fold-up chairs. Hampers with gapping holes showing dirty underwear and the magic wardrobe's rejects.

In desperation, I grabbed the only help I could find. My two boys. They were leisurely reclining in the living room when I began barking orders and dictating jobs.

Let me tell you...sons are quite capable, perfectly able, and outstandingly productive when they know mom is underfire. It's best to just get off one's hunches and do the work then have to listen to Mom. Agreed?

The three front rooms got vacuumed, swept, dusted, scented, straightened, and defurred (a cat and a dog live in this house) in no time at all. Coffee was set to brew.

My home was (is) the picture of tranquility and domestic bliss once again.

Thank you, boys! I owe you one. :-)

One of my favorite things...Clean houses. ;-)
Little girls in first communion dresses.
Lawnmower wagon rides over freshly mown spring lawns.

I am praying...for Annie on the occasion of her first communion and Garrett on the occasion of his confirmation.

From my picture journal...Daddy's new toy.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Annie, Receive the Body of Christ

Sunday, April 25, 2010 @ 2:00 PM
Sisters for Life
My Fabulous 5!

"Now as they were eating, Jesus took bread, and blessed, and broke it, and gave it to the disciples and said, 'Take, eat; this is my body.' And he took a cup, and when he had given thanks he gave it to them, saying, 'Drink of it, all of you; for this is my blood of the covenant, which is poured out for many for the forgiveness of sins.'" (Mt. 26:26-28)

MawMaw is still too fragile to go to church so we paid her a visit so she could see her great-granddaughter on her joyous day. MawMaw finds it hard to believe Annie is old enough to be making her first communion. lol
Kayleigh got this shot of the walk down the aisle. The photo of Annie receiving communion was taken by Ms. Becky. We're anxious to get those too.

 "I am the living bread which came down from heaven; if any one eats of this bread, he will live for ever; and the bread which I shall give for the life of the world is My Flesh."  (Jn 6:51)

Annie with our pastor Fr. Jim.

 "Unless you eat the Flesh of the Son of man and drink His Blood, you have no life in you; he who eats My Flesh and drinks My Blood has eternal life." (Jn 6:53)
The cake. The beautiful cake. Made by Ms. Sandra.
First Communion class at Our Lady of LaSalette Church.
A gift from her teacher Ms. Darlene.
Necklace gift from Oma and Opa.
Gift from Nanny.
The Catholic shop didn't carry St. Claire so St. Catherine was our 2nd pick. She's dressed all in white...just like Annie. :-)
Line-up for refreshments. Can you tell Annie was still programmed to receive? Lol
Posing with her nanny and parian. We're so happy they were both able to share the day with her.
Oma and Opa didn't let good fishing at the camp keep them from coming to celebrate the day with their youngest granddaughter.

Thank you, Danley Romero, for being such a great friend and an awesome photographer.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Playing on the Farm

Farm Field Trip

A gleeful line-up.
What are they looking at?

Roping cowgirl Annie!

Couldn't get enough of the baby lamb. Sweetness personified!

Hmmm, another line-up? But I thought homeschoolers didn't know how to make a line.
Obstacle course. Fun! Over the balance beam. Go, Annie!
Milk the Jersey cow at Ms. Brandie's station. Nice boots, Ms. Brandie!
Branding the cow.
Up and over the hay bales. Faster!
Every girl's favorite boyfriend on the farm.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Curriculum Fair in Houston

What are your plans this weekend?

I'm headed to the University of St. Thomas in Houston to the ARCH Curriculum Fair to:
Care to join us?

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Nature's PomPoms

On Sunday Annie's uncle handed her these two heads of cabbage to bring me from the garden. I cooked them down in seasoning, broth, and deer sausage. We ate some for supper and I took the rest to my Louisiana History class.

Saturday, April 10, 2010

God Sends Me Flowers

Every April, for as long as I can remember, the soft springy earth churns out one of my favorite flowers: pale purplish-pink buttercups frothing with butter pollen. They are always found beneath the mailbox, smiling up at me as I collect the mail.

The first ones always appear right on or near my birthday. It's almost as though God programmed them to do so; His special birthday message to me.

This year was no different.

"We Are The Easter People!"

“Do not abandon yourselves to despair..."
"We are the Easter people..."
"...and hallelujah is our song.”— Pope John Paul II
Armed with this knowledge, for 50 days we rejoice and sing Alleluia!
"And so, the resurrection is not only for Easter Sunday. It is for every moment of our lives. Now our lives are forever transformed by the resurrection. We are the Easter people.

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