Thursday, February 6, 2014

7QT: Chocolate Popes, The Little Things, Perspective & Snow...AllTHEsnow








From The Telegraph's Photo of the Day

Chocolate? Love. Pope Francis? LOVE. Put them together? No. Just No. Too far.





What I love about co-sleeping? The word sleeping. What I don't love about co-sleeping? See below:

UPDATE: The Hubs would like it known
that he does not actually take up half the bed.
The norm is that he has 1/3 and the cats are
scattered somewhere on the lower half so he
is also contorted. There, it is now known.





Austin. July 25-26. Sadly the nearly 1400 mile commute and nearly $400 plane ticket makes it a little out of our price range for a weekend getaway for one, and I can't wrap my head around it. Perhaps there will be live webcasting? Hint, hint...perhaps?? Or a lottery win? (I think webcasting sounds more likely...)




Oh, Bonnie, your words hit me like a truck, but in a good way. Aside from the fact that her blogging tips all just make good sense, No. 5 really was an answer to what I had been praying about just hours before I read it. I am an impatient person, and have that little voice drilled into my brain "be the best!" Straight A's were highly encouraged, shall we say? Anyway, it is difficult not to get into the comparison game when it comes to blog stats, or to measure its success via the numbers game, especially when discerning if it is worth the time and energy it takes to grow the endeavor. Comparison is the thief of joy, I hear... Great reminder that success and worth are not a numbers game all the time. Prayer, discernment, testing of spirits and well, time...time will tell. I just have to discern how much time. I'm thinking I'm going to keep going 'til the big 4-0 and see where it all leads. Thank you to those of you who read faithfully, and all of you who stop by these parts at all. If God has spoken through me, if you have found any encouragement to love, serve and live more boldly, selflessly and joyfully - then thank the good Lord, 'cause I'm pretty sure it's not me!




The little things, like seeing a man jammin' away to his tunes on his morning commute as we are stopped at a light, those are things joy is made of, I think. Those Teresas were some smart ladies - no wonder two of them are doctors of the Church! Small things, great love, great joy. That was the essence of Fr. John's homily at the Presentation also. Small things build up to great things - good AND bad. Take care of the small things, and the big picture comes together. Faithfulness in the little things...I'm working on it.




Party Rock Anthem: Every day I'm shufflin'.
Detroit Rock Winter Anthem: Every day we're shovelin'.... 

Not really sure where the next round of snow is going to go. Poor Mr. Snowy is going to get buried!






Finally, thank you to everyone who may have been praying me out of my meltdown phase. I have definitely been feeling a little relief, even amidst some sudden outbursts that make me seem like Momnobyl...or Three Mom Island. No? (That was for Dan, who was dismayed at no mention of them in my original post.) At any rate, with all your prayers, more sleep (note what I love about co-sleeping), and getting outside a little more, I'm feeling like the spirals are slower and more contained...and that I may be emerging from them. Love fills the void that rage leaves...after the steam has exited my ears...or mouth. Mea culpa ad infinitum. (I make no claims that my "Latin" is at all correct. I took three weeks in the summer between 9th and 10th grade.)



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3 comments:

  1. When I saw the chocolate Pope Francis I almost died!!! I saw Bonnie's blogging tips and I really enjoyed them too,esp #8

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  2. I don't care what you say, you're still on my prayer list!

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  3. I am selfishly asking you to please keep writing because I enjoy reading! :)

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I'd love to hear your thoughts! Rest assured I do read each and every word, but please forgive me if I don't get back to you right away. The toddler tugging on my leg and the one year old pulling my hair may have seized control of my typing abilities. Blessings on your day!