Monday, June 28, 2010

45 Summers Ago

My husband was born.

A wonderful husband, a terrific father, and a great man whose heart stretches to embrace children outside of our own.

Happy Birthday, Honey! Love you!

Monday, June 21, 2010

The Weight of an IPad

I love technology and I love my laptop and I love Facebook (Twitter not so much) and I love my cell phone and I love my unlimited texting (I have two children in their 20's now and a 17 year old) and I love everything about it. And I envy my son's IPhone and desperately want my own and I have a feeling I would love the new IPad. And there are IPods and Nintendo DS and Wii and BlueRay and extra computers around this house.

Our home is not a cave.

But....this has gone too far, folks: Is He Saying Mass or Updating Facebook?

Like Mary, I also: "I tend to stick to an old-fashion missal and prayer book in church, or at the very least my monthly subscription to Magnificat..."

I am all for the Church following the times so as to reach the people. God bless Mother Angelica and Pope John Paul II for their insight and vision towards embracing technology and media. But the church also embraces tradition and speaks to us through the sights, scents, and songs of Mass.

There is something in the weight of a book, in the rustle of the pages, and the smell of the paperized wood that cannot be replaced with an IPad.

Next thing we know, the Sunday missals will be available on IPad and parishioners will be sitting in their pews with one on their lap doing God only knows what with it. There will be new meaning found in "At least I was there! in body if not in spirit."

Oh, indeed.

And I'll admit to being as weak as the next person.

I won't attempt to think of what the younger crowd will be doing. And to think we fretted over the days our toddlers tore a page in the missalettes.

Thursday, June 17, 2010

A Touch of Tender

We had a "change of plans" just like blogger Bower-Lesley yesterday. Quite the same.
Quite as anticipated.
Quite as nice.
Quite as tender.
Quite as wonderful.
Quite as fascinating.
Quite as fun!
Quite as loving!
Quite as educational.
Quite as cuddly!

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Netflix Again...

It's one thing to find your child peeling a carrot in front of the television...

It's another thing to look back on a week's worth of twits and realize that Netflix is indeed addictive...for me as well as them.

Week's Worth of Twits

It all began with:

(1) The two movie rental houses in town going out of business.
(2) Red box not having the movie we wanted to rent.
(3) And this...

* Best gift I can give my husband...an unplanned weekend...Really! Truly! It's a miracle! We have no plans!

Thus began this...

* (June 9) Watching "Charlie & Chocolate Factory" (original) w/ children. We are so in trouble w/ Netflix. (see! I knew it from day one)
* (June 12) Thanks to Netflix hubby and I watched "Little Shop of Horrors" last night. Remember that one?
* (June 13) Getting the kids off Netflix today. Going to beach and maybe SPAR. Soccer camp in morning.
* (June 14) Soccer Camp...Swim @ SPAR...Work...Walk @ Track...Adoration...Netflix :-)
* (June 14) Netflix certainly tames the savage beast. Day goes more smoothly knowing what awaits me at the end of the day. ;-)

* (June 14) Anyone who knows me knows that I don't watch TV...Netflix is catching me up to the 21st century...Watched 1st episode of LOST for 1st time.

Today I came home and found two of my older children watching "I Am Sam." I sat down and watched it too. I've become a movie hound. What can I say? :-/

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Backyard Conversation

The conversation as told secondhand to me.
My husband is working in the backyard on our new chicken tractor...
...when our backyard neighbor waves him down and calls out...
"Do you have your chickens yet?"
"Huh?" My husband stops hammering, confused. "How'd you know about that?"
"The chickens," my neighbors repeats. "Cay said y'all were getting chickens."
"Don't tell me that she (meaning ME) put that on Facebook!" My husband wakes up to the 21st century.
My neighbor laughs as her husband...
 ...who is also outside in the backyard agrees. "Nothing is sacred any more, is it?"

Special thanks to our friends and up-the-road neighbors who gave us a tour of their Hobby Farm today, gave us valuable information concerning the construction of brooders (e.g. hardware cloth), and suggested I go to McMurray Hatchery to order our first baby chicks.

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Cajun Cottage Mud Pie Kitchen

This blog post made me smile: Creating a Mud Pie Kitchen (HT: Elizabeth)

The pictures left my 8 year old daughter in culinary awe for several extra minutes before announcing that she was going to thoroughly clean her cajun cottage and recreate her own Mud Pie Kitchen. I reminded her that only a few short weeks before she and her friends' mud pie business had been in full swing in the art of making pies and cakes and muffins.

Timing is everything around here. Those dear little friends are coming to visit us again next week for a few days, so today's plans (ordered by Annie) are to go through Mommy's old cooking utensils, clean the cottage, and add brownies and cookies to the menu.

It's going to be a delicious summer!

While we're cleaning, I'll let the pictures from two weeks ago tell the rest of the story.
Shopping in the garden.
Using a tile as a cheese rock grater.
An old jar of honey found in a tree...I'm serious!
Fern lettuce!
Under rocks-and-leaves produce.

Protection Prayer Against Hurricanes

On this first day of the official hurricane season, people of the South would appreciate being united in prayer with the rest of our neighbors who know the same fears and worries as they struggle with tornadoes, floods, earthquakes, blizzards, etc.

Please join us in prayer:

O God, Master of this passing world, hear the humble voices of your children. The Sea of Galilee obeyed your order and returned to its former quietude. You are still the Master of land and sea. We live in the shadow of a danger over which we have no control: the Gulf, like a provoked and angry giant, can awake from its seeming lethargy, overstep its conventional boundaries, invade our land and spread chaos and disaster.

During this hurricane season we turn to you, O Loving Father. Spare us from past tragedies whose memories are still so vivid and whose wounds seem to refuse to heal with the passing of time. O Virgin, Star of the Sea, Our Beloved Mother, we ask you to plead with your Son in our behalf, so that spared from the calamities common to this area and animated with a spirit of gratitude, we will walk in the footsteps of your Divine Son to reach heavenly Jerusalem where a stormless eternity awaits us. Amen.

Another hurricane prayer to Our Lady of Prompt Succor.

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