tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59433956260201390462012-01-26T00:06:29.259-05:00Balancing family, ministry, faith and justice on a day to day basis. It's harder than I thought it would be.Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.comBlogger1431100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-49528434411399573472011-09-19T13:03:00.000-04:002011-09-19T13:03:27.988-04:00

On Friday I had the unpleasant new experience of weed wacking [often called "weed eating" in these parts for some unknown reason]. It was hard work. When I volunteered my services, I thought that I would be assigned the more palatable position of Mow-er, but alas. The experience was good, nonetheless, if only because I got to reflect a lot about Solidarity as I went. 1. I prayed for those who

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I have a confession: Sometimes I cry when I'm not sure why. I get this trait from my mother, who claims she got it from her grandfather. It's in the Jagoda genes. Half blessing, half curse [depending on when this trait rears its ugly head] - either way, it is mine. Is this, perhaps, a gift from the Spirit? Instead of feeling "cursed" I'm thinking maybe I should recognize my blessings. These

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Did you all appreciate today's readings at Mass? I had the honor of proclaiming the First Reading from Sirach today. Wow. On this day, especially, how poignant. The Gospel parable struck a cord in me. What about the part where the king throws the ungrateful servant into the torture chamber? Is this Jesus speaking eschatologically? Maybe, but I think it also makes more sense as an analogy. In the

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At preschool. It's true! It's crazy! It's amazing! I'm still surprised that my child is old enough for school, but she is! I am so so so so excited for her, and here's why: .she is Smart .she is Amazing .she is Inquisitive .she loves/needs Other Kids Her Age .she has a Beautiful Personality That Needs to be Shared I forgot to mention that a week before her birthday, EP [mostly] spontaneously

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... how incredibly awesome this community is. They picked up on my biggest insecurity and affirmed my growth. They saw my struggles. I assume they prayed for me. And, most importantly, they noticed that I was [am] working on it. Growth is so much more tangible when others see that which you hope is true.

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I feel like I've turned a corner. No more Negative Nigel here! ..Or at least, not as much of that pesky personality. What have I learned since I faced my mood swings face on? 1. Balance - Sometimes work is more important, and sometimes the kids are. Sometimes multi-tasking is perfectly acceptable, sometimes it's a recipe for disaster. Maybe one kid needs me more than the other at this particular

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Friends, it's a well-known fact that the circus is FUN. Okay, we could probably debate some justice issues (hello, have you ever seen Dumbo?), but watching a woman doing tricks 20 feet in the air? Fun. Dogs jumping through hoops and balancing on balls? Fun. A dude swallowing fire? Quadruple fun, albeit a little scary. A circus act came to town, and we thought, Hey, let's go have some fun! It was

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I have this friend, and she's not very nice. She expects too much; she gives too little... Not enough time, patience, attention.. I'm glad I've never hit my kids because that means they didn't know to flinch when she raised her hand to them. And I know why my kids yell when they get frustrated, upset, angry - she's a bad influence. I should stop inviting her around but she just... takes over..

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1. Yesterday afternoon, a big storm came through all-of-a-sudden like. It was pretty incredible. The volunteers seemed pretty impressed (although a little too fearless - it's just not safe to play kickball in the rain when there's lightning!). They were on a hike (the tail end, luckily) when the storm hit, so many returned to the farm house simply drenched. So, they did what any normal person

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Here at the Farm*, we pray together daily - several times a day, actually. Morning prayer - always. Before meals - always. Night prayer - often. So, this morning, when one of our Sojourners began his explanation of centering prayer by saying that, unlike many Americans, we often take time to sit with God, at first I agreed. And then I thought, "Hmmm, not so fast..." Yes, we pray as a community

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I've known about EP's tendency toward a more serious nature practically since the day she was born. Even as an infant, she'd x-ray you with her "old soul" eyes... LB's personality has not been so easy to define - until recently! Yes, we've always known that he's the smiley one (why did the nickname Guy Smiley not stick? maybe 'cause Matthew didn't remember that character?) but in the last couple

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Backstory: When I was around 5 or 6 years old, I had a yellow Care Bears suitcase. My parents had a friend who was from Boston. So here's this guy, trying to be nice to his friends' kid, and he asks me about my Care Bears suitcase. Except, he has a Boston accent. So he doesn't pronounce his R's (or something). As the story goes, he says something like, "Is that the caya bayas?" to me and I reply

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In two more gigantic leaps steps, I will have completed the work for my MAPM. Today I take the first of those two steps - dfending my portfolio - and on Friday, it will be over when I turn in my last paper. If Ron Weasley caught a glimpse of my emotional state, I'm sure he'd say (again), "One person can't feel all that at once, they'd explode." In times like these, it's good to find the silver

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The summer after we moved into this house we replaced the single-pane windows with energy efficient windows (thanks First Time Homebuyer Tax Credit!). For some reason (only God knows what that was), I had a yen to wash the windows a few weeks ago. And as I was completing the task I realized that it was the First Time that I had Ever washed those windows. Yes, folks, two years later I was finally

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Have you ever started out with an idea in your head - one you were pretty convinced was the Right Thing - and then, through the process of collaboration, you look back and realize that the end product looks really different? Like, almost antithetical? Things have spun out of control and I can't figure out how to set them right again. They have no experience with our vision, but at the same time

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1) Elizabeth Johnson, CSJ was one of my first theologian-heroes. I distinctly remember traveling to my Campus Minister's motherhouse (she is a Sister of Charity) and having lunch with someone who knew Elizabeth Johnson In The Flesh... and being blown away. I told the woman how enamored I was by one essay I had read by Johnson and the woman goes, "That's great! I'll tell Beth you said so!" I was

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Well, the deal is done. I hope to have something important to post in the near future - you know, once I find out what "the deal" is! My Spiritual Director and I talked* about "Holy Indifference" - she attributed the idea to Ignatius of Loyola - and how I seem to be there (or, close). I've discerned as much as possible, I've followed the Holy Spirit to the best of my ability, and now I'm just

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In order to keep myself from eating the pan o' brownies [which EP and I baked today] for dinner, I am blogging... and also to distract myself from my WOE! Got some awful news tonight. I'm not sure if more warning would have made anything better [probably not], but it would have made planning easier. Ready for it? *cue dramatic music* Matthew will be gone-gone for five whole entire days. Like,

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Here are the readings! Welcome to the top of the mountain! This is where all your dreams come true! Company is coming to visit, Jesus is all sun-shiny, and life is good right now. I can just picture Peter, James and John all doe-eyed, singing this to Jesus...: ...can't you? It gets cut out of the lectionary, but keep in mind that six days ago Jesus just announced that he was about to die and

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First, read the Gospel (or all the readings; that's good too!). Next, watch the music video - American Woman by The Guess Who (the Lenny Kravitz version is here, for the young'uns): And now, try to follow my train of thought... If my understanding is correct, The Guess Who [Canadians] wrote American Woman as a anti-war song and in protest of American foreign policy in the late '60s/early '70s.

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Well, folks, I've solved an age-old debate for you, so never fear! I've found definitive proof that God CAN be omniscient and we can still have free will. First the set-up - what follows is a clip from Down With Love. It's not a movie for the easily-offended as it seems very pro-promiscuity. However, I view it as a work of satire and find it quite amusing! It takes place in 1962 and comments on

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Aside from the fact that several people thought that my last post indicated that we might be pregnant (an aside: we're not - we're VERY good at following the rules lately), much has happened by way of l'enfants! On Sunday, Matthew & I celebrated Mass at my Mama's parish because there was a Baptism! (Talk about getting in under the wire! Last Sunday was the last baptism-eligible Sunday until

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Friends, please pray for us! We just received some AWESOME (and unexpected) news that is AWESOME (did I already say that???)! However, it also serves to complicate Life, so....... yeah. Can I just say that discernment seems a lot easier with FEWER choices?!?! :) :) :)

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[Almost] three years ago, I embarked on what I thought would be a Thrilling Adventure into the wild world of Graduate education. But last night, as I was "lying awake, driving myself crazy..." ...I had second thoughts for the dozenth (is that a word?) time this semester. This is it, folks. This is the last semester before I graduate with my Masters in Pastoral Ministry. Shouldn't it be smooth

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Thanks for the comments on 7 Quick Takes! I think I will do a [weekly?] post with reflections on the readings... This Sunday's Gospel reading will be quite easy, once I have a minute to sit down and think about it. It'll be up by Thursday or Friday (if it goes up at all)! In the meantime, on to paper-writing!!

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1. So, I feel a bit like the nerd who sits down at the Cool Kids' table in the cafeteria.. No one invited me to do an edition of 7 Quick Takes Friday. What's the blogging etiquette for such a situation? 2. I probably won't do this every week [at least until May] because I still have a lot going on. But I [sometimes] like to focus on the positive! So, I can happily report that I'm roughly halfway

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Too Much Going On!! The past week+ has looked more-or-less like this: . Daytime: "babysit" my children while my beloved works. . If-and-only-if my beloved comes home in the afternoon: go to the library to read for my Ecclesiology class [note: self-pacing is NOT MY STRONG SUIT!] . If my beloved works in the evening or doesn't work at all: go to the library or my office to work [for my job]. .

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Years ago (right before, or around the time that EP was born), Matthew and I read a book called Consuming Kids by Susan Linn. I think we both became pretty sensitive to advertising and its effects, and we have tried to recognize it when we're being bought. But now EP is three. And a half. (And LB turns TWO on WEDNESDAY!) And it is increasingly evident that it is and ever will be an uphill battle

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I am moderately challenged in the realm of domesticity. For example, Matthew does about 95% of the cooking in our house. On the days that he's working a PM shift and I'm in charge of dinner, we have left overs. And cleaning or tidying? Nope, not my thing. It drives Matthew nuts to see clutter and toys and dishes and [whatever] all over the place. I just learn to watch my step. I do make sure the

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NFP [natural family planning], shall we? My gorgeous spouse and I have been "practicing" NFP for almost fully 5 years. I started charting a few months before we got married. As Rebecca discussed, we have not always followed the "rules" in the strictest sense. Meaning: we've said out loud that we were "avoiding pregnancy" but in actions.... well, maybe I should just introduce you to our two babies

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-38037145001790148252011-01-25T17:01:00.000-05:002011-01-25T17:01:17.182-05:00

Here's a question I've been pondering after a couple of snarky days between my beloved and myself... Is a "weekly date night" any kind of reality? I just cannot see where to fit such a thing into our schedule - so I'm looking for tips. Do you and your spouse practice this? When? How? Why/not? Do kids factor in to your decision to partake or not? What's the word on the street, yo?

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I love the band Nickelback. I distinctly remember the first time I heard How You Remind Me. I was driving past the DQ in Tottenham and I was blown away. Love at first sound. Over the years, I've owned a couple of albums through various means and media (Napster, record stores, CDs, mp3s). I like some albums more than others. Sometimes a song or two is just too crude for my taste (Animals anyone?).

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..for 10 days. More on that later. But I wanted to share that this site is really creeping me out. No, I've never dreamed about him, but still. What about you?

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It's that time of the month again, ladies. Well, for me anyway. I think about this every single month, but I'm such a chicken that I can rarely bring it up. I've started this conversation once in real life and had someone else start it one other time. Despite my difficulty in broaching the topic, I really think that everyone needs to jump on the bandwagon. *peer pressure* Cutting to the chase

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Christmas Day was awesome. For the first time ever, Matthew and I were actually able to "play Santa" (EP was never interested enough to care before). Let me tell you, I felt a little dirty eating the cookies the kids left out. But the looks on their faces in the morning? When the presents magically appeared and the cookies magically disappeared? Priceless! A day or two before Christmas day, I got

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I am trying to be thankful today, but it's eluding me. Okay, maybe that's a lie. If I'm honest with myself, I've been vengefully satisfied with the crappy path this day has taken - kind of like self-fulfilling prophesy if that makes any sense. I have been allowing myself to unravel into a hoarse wad of emotion and my family is on the receiving end. Matthias, I'm sorry I guilt-tripped you for

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My children are generally extremely well-behaved, even if they have their not-so-nice moments. It's true that sometimes they are rambunctious. Alas, that is the way with toddler people. (Wait, does EP count as a toddler any more, being that she's 3?? -But I digress. Again. Sorry.) The story I need to tell is that, during Mass, both chillens tend toward the angelic (or, at worst, the

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Here's a laugh for you!

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It gets cold at night, but the Magi sleep outside, in tents, anyway. The inns are too crowded and noisy. It's too hard to dodge those difficult questions... "Where are you going? What do you mean you don't know? You're following a what?" The days are not too bad, warmer, but it's winter so the sky has that hazy look about it. The earth's tilt is such that the sun is never overly bright. Which is

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Today is the Feast of the Immaculate Conception. It's not a celebration of the day Jesus was conceived; rather it's Mary's conception. Why was it "immaculate"? Apparently the BVM* is the only person (besides Jesus) who was born without sin. I'm not sure why, exactly, it's so important that Mary was sin-less. I'm not even sure if, theologically speaking, her lack of "original sin"** means that she

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These are stubborn magi. I know it probably sounds weird, but the magi wouldn't move last night. They stood on the street, looking down the road, and refused to budge. I tried everything - imagining camels, "pushing" them down that first hill... but none of the three were interested. I guess it's just not time. You can't rush Advent.

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Rebecca over at Feel My Love has been talking about their decision to not have any kids. Here's the run-down: she and her husband have discerned that they're not called to have kids. It has nothing (or at least very little) to do with finances. I agree with Rebecca that deciding discerning whether or not to have kids is important. I also agree with her when she says: Do I think that The Man and

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I'm journeying through Advent with the Magi this year. This is a new experience for me, so I thought I'd share some of my reflections in case it inspired one of YOU to try this with a character from the Advent/Christmas/Nativity story. So, when I picture the magi, there are two women and one man. I don't know why; I guess I'm just a feminist. :) One of the magi notices the star before the other

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...tell me baby 'cause I need to know yeah because.. So, today is Thanksgiving. Should I focus on the ever-popular litany of things for which I'm thankful? Touching, but somewhat overdone, no? I'll do a list of thankfulness on a day when it's a little less cliche. ;) Should I focus on a somewhat less popular aspect of this day? ie. The fact that this "holiday" glorifies the west's colonialism

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-75341454379569791092010-11-15T14:04:00.000-05:002010-11-15T14:04:14.771-05:00

Should I put some of LB's cloth diapers in the dryer -OR- use a few disposables until they line dry? This decision has moral implications and I'm not sure which is the lesser of two evils. In future, I vow to remember to hang the diapers before bed in order to remove this wrteched stain from my conscience! Luckily, I think my preferential option will escape this debacle unscathed. :)

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-86251130021640001682010-11-08T10:45:00.000-05:002010-11-08T10:45:49.522-05:00

I love my mother-in-law! I believe I might duel anyone who claims to have a better MIL than mine... but then again, I'm loyal by nature. I've had much practice, being a lifelong Daddy's Girl - starting with the great offense I took at the suggestion that any man might be taller than my father, right through declaring one of my best friends (Leila) a mortal enemy when she dared challenge my

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-1149636228403004772010-10-25T15:42:00.000-04:002010-10-25T15:42:40.587-04:00

I've had a hard time sleeping lately. Again. Whatever. On Friday night, for example, it seemed an impossible feat. I tried Matthew's "clear your mind" trick - yeah right. I tried the rosary (surely an act of desperation for me!) - nada. It was getting ridiculous. It was 3:00.. 3:27.. 3:49.. Right around 4:30, it occurred to me: St. Francis of Assisi might be able to relate. Okay, I'll admit that

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-16193815241133658672010-10-12T13:26:00.000-04:002010-10-12T13:26:01.244-04:00

Uno: My stomach gives a roll of relief whenever I ponder the ramifications of my most recent Major Life Decision. I mean, that's a good sign, right? Due: I was late for work this morning because Matthew & I got into a major discussion on... well, about a million different facets of theology. They included, but were not limited to: the point of Confirmation in relation to Baptism, the point of

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-37507200169267277222010-10-07T23:24:00.000-04:002010-10-07T23:24:48.982-04:00

...that no one ever told me that [baking soda + vinegar = miracle cleaner]! I didn't take before-and-after pictures because, let's face it: I'm not a photographer. And that would have been embarrassing. BUT, the bathtub is practically *sparkling* right now! (An' even thought it's a bathtub, I still find it significantly sexier than Edward. TEAM JACOB HOLLA!) Don't get me wrong, the task required

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-42143362355089649302010-10-06T14:29:00.000-04:002010-10-06T14:29:21.354-04:00

My madre has been in the hospital for 8 days now. I spent all day last Wednesday and Thursday with her, mostly as support for my Dad (the one she really wanted) because someone needed to make sure he ate. It was a weird week. It was weird seeing my Mom so vulnerable. It was weird being in that hospital again, and as I walked through the emergency room I was flooded with memories of three years

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-70091751810209812902010-09-21T11:39:00.000-04:002010-09-21T11:39:36.213-04:00

Bianca: I know you can be overwhelmed, and you can be underwhelmed... but can you ever just be whelmed? Chastity: I think you can in Europe! So I know I promised to finish up the diaper review. I'm reneging on that promise. SORRY! I am going to refer all those interested to a fabulous blog which is associated with my go-to diaper supplier: The Cloth Diaper Whisperer [blog] and Kelly's Closet [

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-34168079881680452302010-09-17T21:42:00.000-04:002010-09-17T21:42:54.609-04:00

What follows is an approximate transcript of the song EP made up this afternoon between dinner and bath. She's a cutie! When the sun shines through early morn clouds it always shines with hooooope! When the sun shines is moving around clouds and when it's always going to rain it's always going to rain When the sun shine is moving stop to hold the sun always go the emergency [here, LB did

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-19156049648657498642010-09-08T22:13:00.000-04:002010-09-08T22:13:41.775-04:00

1. Schooooooools in for the fall now! Schoooooooools in for EVA! Yeah, and I have no time. It's just really freaking insane. I had to eat a lot of fudge tonight before I found the inspiration behind my mandatory discussion board post. At this rate, my blood sugar levels will be off the chart by May, but I'll also have a Master's degree! Not a bad trade-off, right? Among other things, I've begun

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-19270507746862011662010-09-01T18:16:00.000-04:002010-09-01T18:16:47.858-04:00

Classes have re-started - three courses and a practicum to go before completing my Master's degree! Work is picking up - many exciting things/plans for the coming year, and also many stressors not the least of which is getting to know a new boss. Family life is crazy - two toddlers and parents with crazy work schedules.. but we're managing, and we're able to keep loving each other in the

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-9167877828500025962010-08-26T14:02:00.002-04:002010-08-26T14:02:56.154-04:00

This just in! LB has learned to say his name! ...sort of.. He says "'Nah" which is a vast improvement over the silence I got when I asked him to say his name on Monday. That is all.

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..soloooooo! Allow me to bitch and moan for just a moment, before I get to the silver lining part... Matthew has been working All.The.Time lately - and when he is home, more often than not, I have to be at work (like today). He's had exclusively 3pm-11pm shifts this month. Oh, except for the days when he's had to work 7am-11pm. GAH! On top of his regularly scheduled shifts, for the second week

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-75086079632792251342010-08-24T09:14:00.001-04:002010-08-24T09:14:00.209-04:00

1) SCHOOL STARTS TODAY!  None of my books have come in yet, but I've completed those readings that were available to me (namely: one online article and three chapters of Sacred Scripture).  Not a perfect start to the semester, but I've had worse.... I will try to enjoy this last semester of classes with My Ladies!  I will try NOT to while away our time together with a mournful focus on how this

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-78011142989054205302010-08-21T23:28:00.000-04:002010-08-21T23:28:50.906-04:00

Emily  left a useful (and Rebecca left a funny) comment on the first cloth diaper post - check it out for the intro.  Today, I'm going to start reviewing the 5 brands of diapers that LB currently wears.  As I may or may not have mentioned last time, he is exclusively in AIO, pocket, or fitted-pocket diapers - no prefolds for His Highness. I thought I'd take some pics of the diapers-in-action.

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-68659566483495590412010-08-18T23:24:00.001-04:002010-08-19T21:00:11.245-04:00

...I'd be one nocturnal son of a gun. Okay, so the last 10 days or so have been horrid. BUT! I am prepared to move on! I'd like to start the cloth diaper review, but there are so many directions to go! What would you like to know? Should I just go over the different brands I've tried, or would you also like to know about washing techniques and stuff? One of the hardest parts about getting

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-51738046742494961122010-08-09T22:57:00.000-04:002010-08-09T22:57:50.619-04:00

..but all is well! I have been SUPER BUSY at work; have completely abandoned my class; need to get ready for the new semester.... Things are piling up, but I'm making it through. Here are the two things I think everyone should know! 1. We got a puppy almost a week ago - he's So.Flippin.Cute! A little hyper - only 10 weeks old - and is going to get rilly-big. Not exactly what I had in mind when I

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-6981637592704734892010-07-27T10:26:00.000-04:002010-07-27T10:26:00.120-04:00

- What a week! Topped off with Matt's 5th day of work in a row (three 16-hour days, two 8-hour ones) and a lost dog. I was already so attached to the dog and I hadn't even seen him yet! The people who rescued him put him out on a cloth leash and he chewed through it the night before we were ready to pick him up... *sniff* I wanted to name him Parker. + This weekend will be a Girls Weekend as I

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-40406987640379776492010-07-25T23:26:00.000-04:002010-07-25T23:26:39.047-04:00

I'm taking the Ecclesiology class of Spring 09 now. I missed it on account of LB. When I say "taking", I mean that I'm sporadically watching taped class sessions online all by my lonesome. It's really difficult to stay engaged (and off of facebook 'n' twitter) since I don't have The Ladies with me. Normally, The Ladies and I process things together - often during class, sometimes during the hour

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-23316759169526546912010-07-23T21:39:00.000-04:002010-07-23T21:39:22.649-04:00

My husband/the father of my children has repeatedly remarked (out loud... to me..) that EP is bound to be an anesthesiologist when she grows up. I mean, I don't wanna pigeon hole her at the tender age of almost-three (good God! almost THREE?!), but I see what he's saying. EP has grown into a wonderful pretend-er who can make anything - cup, tea towel, piece of dirt - into a doll. Which she

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-88350873554434269492010-07-20T11:30:00.000-04:002010-07-20T11:30:02.564-04:00

1. LB is the happiest person I've ever met - until you forbid him to play a game involving putting the lid on and taking the lid off of a full sippy cup. Last night, he screamed in anger for, oh, around 15 minutes. I kept telling him he could continue the game in the bath tub, but he wouldn't stop yelling long enough to hear me. 2. We're leaving en route to Hershey Park as soon as I get dressed!

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-23002247388735388202010-07-18T22:52:00.000-04:002010-07-18T22:52:24.996-04:00

It's been a frustrating day, but only from my perspective. From the outside, it probably looks a little disappointing but overall not that big of a deal. My Dad dropped my phone in a cup of coffee yesterday and so the screen went completely black. I had two options: take an old (free) Razr and hook it up to my number, or spent >$100 on a super-cool slider qwerty phone. Since my Dad did not offer

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-83556327003993573092010-07-16T15:36:00.000-04:002010-07-16T15:36:01.827-04:00

I'm blogging about this for purely selfish reasons... don't hate me! There's a giveaway going on at The Cloth Diaper Whisperer and I get an extra entry if I promote it.. :) Shameful, I know! I will also note, however, that it's starting to storm and both my potty trained (EP) and CD-wearing (LB) babes are going to be UPSET that we won't be able to walk home from day care. Also, I am looking

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-40681239904131964072010-07-16T15:31:00.000-04:002010-07-16T15:31:14.941-04:00

My beloved friend, Rebecca has given me my first ever blog award! I'm not quite sure what that means... whether I should focus on the fact that this is my first one (after how many years of both dedicated and not so dedicated blogging) or on the fact that I have one at all... hee hee! It's good to be thought of, none the less! And here I am, the Rules Girl that I am, following the rules!: 1.

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-89694085165164208952010-07-12T23:02:00.000-04:002010-07-12T23:02:00.727-04:00

..but now that my chillens have both mastered the art of Sleeping Through the Night, ye olde insomnia is creeping back into my life! It almost made me laugh out loud the other night (at 3-oh-something a.m.) when I realized it. I would never in a million years want either of them to start waking up again*, but being a..... er.. somniac (?) was evidently an unforeseen side effect of the kids

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-34816122889824683532010-07-01T15:23:00.000-04:002010-07-01T15:23:00.414-04:00

A nice peppy TOTD*... good day at work + dinner with kids & sister + Matthew's return = :) *Thought of the Day - think it'll catch on? perhaps it's already done so and I'm behind the times? either way.. I'm more productive at the office than I am at home, which kind of makes me sad because I LIKE to work from home. I've decided that, out of 3 work days, I will work one from home and two at the

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-231354126073925212010-06-29T22:55:00.000-04:002010-06-29T22:55:34.565-04:00

I am completely irresponsible sometimes. Like, oh I dunno, now. The (very few) dishes have not been washed. My class has not been watched. Instead.... "You look pretty nervous!" "Yes, sir." "Your eyes are all bloodshot!" "Yes, sir." "You're sweating like a pig!" "Yes, sir." "You've got pot! ..I'm confiscating this!" Do you have one of those movies that reminds you of "the good ol' days?" 10

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-11444726151358908742010-06-28T12:09:00.000-04:002010-06-28T12:09:48.997-04:00

Ladies, did you know that the best time to do a breast self-exam is on the 5th day of your cycle? True story! Around that time every month, your body has the least amount of hormones. I don't do them. That's the confession part. I tried this month, really! But then I was afraid I found a lump, so I quit. I mean, c'mon! What makes this worse: my [paternal] grandmother died of breast cancer and

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-72453746699237900102010-06-16T22:08:00.001-04:002010-06-16T22:32:17.129-04:00

Who knows why I'm all of a sudden into this again, but here we are. Perhaps it's because so many awesomely interesting depressing things have happened lately. Or, more likely, it's the fact that we canceled our cable and the kitchen is already clean. Matthias got a promotion, so all is happy-go-lucky here! His schedule will be soooo much better (we think) come July. Two or three more weeks

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-89160323892544306732010-06-15T16:34:00.000-04:002010-06-15T16:34:19.147-04:00

Here are the facts: Today, I took the orange car to get inspected.  I waited in the waiting room with several people, most of whom drifted away before I did.  I noticed a grandmother and her granddaughter... the little girl had a book similar to one that LB and EP have - an animal book with photos and the name of the animal printed underneath.  The girl was obviously learning to read; the

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-14435025107164709492009-05-31T20:51:00.001-04:002009-05-31T20:54:13.435-04:00

in case you hadn't heard, The Children have taken over. check 'em out here: http://aujoko.blogspot.com xoxoxo

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-85872208938666160522009-03-10T20:45:00.003-04:002009-03-10T21:10:00.483-04:00

A non-lethal bullet list for y'all.+ Jeremy & Rita came over today!!!- Audrey was so excited that she did.not.sleep.all.day+ bedtime was SUPER easy tonight+ someone renewed my subscription to mothering magazine! Thank you, mystery wonderful-person!+ an article about meat in said magazine has me all fired up? Jonah looked at the toys on his hippo for about 2 minutes. Then he cried.- There is no

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-33979654124900015232009-03-09T21:02:00.007-04:002009-03-09T21:24:09.596-04:00

The poor kid is STILL SO SLEEPY! The most I've gotten out of him at a stretch is 2.5 hours. Which is pretty good. Usually, he wakes up - eats for 20 mins - and then looks around for about 40 mins - and then starts crying and being generally cranky - and he goes back to sleep for 1.5-2 hours.BORING!He is probably growth spurting since he's been eating every 1.5-2 hours today instead of his

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-53706693989571795062009-03-02T20:48:00.003-05:002009-03-02T21:37:55.584-05:00

Aight, so here goes...On Monday morn, ver' ver' early (around 1) I woke up to some contractions. I didn't wake Matthew up until they were about 7 mins apart for half an hour. So then we called the midwife - it was probably 2:30 a.m. by this point - and she told us to go ahead to l'ospidale. As soon as we called everyone under the sun (read: my parents, Matt's sister who was to deliver the news

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-47359136880322798782009-01-30T13:18:00.004-05:002009-01-30T13:46:37.939-05:00

I woke up with Lion King quotes in my head today, so thus my facebook status and the title of this post. They're appropriate lines, too, though I doubt anyone could possibly read far enough into them to "get it."So, NewBaby is obviously not here yet. We've been kind of freaking out all week based on the midwife's prediction that we wouldn't make it to my Thursday appointment. Well, not only

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-2895487447282438152009-01-22T17:36:00.002-05:002009-01-22T17:47:50.589-05:00

So, my 38 week appointment was today. I was cool, calm & collected until about, oh, 10 minutes into the exam. It started out alright - I gained another 2 lbs (which is good 'cause I had lost half a lb. last week, and I'm still only up 26 lbs total), they didn't say anything about my blood pressure or pee and that's always a good sign. Heart beat was perfect (they never tell me the rate).But

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-24538609510909203812009-01-17T11:59:00.003-05:002009-01-17T21:44:25.786-05:00

..it's the lonliest number since the number one So I had some thoughts about 2nd children. As the oldest (albeit of a "second litter" as my sister calls it) I considered the hardships my younger sister complained about to be more or less bull. Ha ha! But there are definitely some differences, at least for me, in how I'm handling and reacting even to these two pregnancies. I feel sorry for NewBaby

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-62070930599729935872009-01-14T22:02:00.004-05:002009-01-22T17:52:00.088-05:00

Okay, so I started a post last night, but it was so whiny and negative that I didn't even want to read it so I figured that no one else would, either. Today, thankfully, I read my SRU college-friend Joanna's blog and she has what she calls the YAY list... I am hopping on board, here! YAY #1 - Audrey has gone down for the night with almost no problems all week! I read and/or sing to her for a

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-55718718701527129772008-11-26T12:26:00.001-05:002008-12-16T17:12:26.479-05:00

The second night is always easier than the first. Matthew had to leave at 2 p.m. yesterday and will be gone until midnight-ish on Wednesday(/Thursday). I was counting on birthday plans (my Mom's was on Sunday) to occupy the abrupt void, but then the plans were cancelled and I cried a little bit. In my "depression" I decided that one evening of TV wouldn't kill Audrey, so we just sat in the TV

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-2511144723064978192008-10-28T10:26:00.008-04:002008-10-28T10:55:10.968-04:00

I have a tiny bit of time before I have to pick up my grad school car-pooling buddy... so a story about shower heads:The shower head that was here when we moved in was jury-rigged (is that the right term) so that they wouldn't have to bust through the wall and properly install a wall-mounted shower head. Anyway, Matt's parents came for almost a week so that his Dad could help Matt do some work on

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-80525020467064892582008-10-19T22:30:00.005-04:002008-10-19T22:48:34.668-04:00

If you're a facebook friend, check out the photos I just posted. I think I'm mostly caught up now. Audrey, belly, and house - oh my! I am SUPER PSYCHED that Mikey and Emily had their baby! And we won the baby poll!! Whilst in Mo'town today, we spent the afternoon with our gorgeous pals Rita and Jeremy. Love them, miss them, wish we could see 'em more often. We turned on the furnace on Friday.

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-13640022791771103852008-10-11T10:15:00.004-04:002008-10-11T10:39:12.955-04:00

It's high time I updated. 'Cause I'm sure you all care.I have been extremely busy with school (reading for which was interrupted, briefly, in lieu of abandoning Harry in his search for the final Horcruxes) and work (which is going pretty well, all things considered). In addition to these time-eaters, we've had some crazy extended-family happenings that have kept me on my toes. I am starting to

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-8673117259708110052008-08-27T18:26:00.003-04:002008-08-27T18:41:53.705-04:00

I have a spare few minutes before my meeting, so I thought I'd pop in. Life has been ridiculous lately - lightning speed I tell ya. . I am not allowed to go on the computer when my daughter is in the same dwelling place. She steals it. And she won't give it back. Meany. . Right now I feel like I haven't seen said daughter for an eternity. She was at my parentals last night 'cause I was at school

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-54359013933459269372008-08-03T19:25:00.007-04:002008-08-03T19:54:53.591-04:00

Okay, so I think almost everyone knows about this one already, but here it is.. in blog form. *Sigh* So many emotions about this! It started before the pee test, of course.. I was thoroughly convinced (having just returned from my week-long grad school thingy) that God could not possibly hate me enough to let me be pregnant. HA! So, when the test said "Pregnant" literally immediately, I started

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So I was in the shower and I heard Audrey yelling. Not unusual. I didn't have to worry, though, because it's Saturday and Matthew is home to take care of the child's emotional needs. So anyway, I got the explanation when I exited the bathroom:A Girl Who Loves Her CheeriosAudrey was eating (wait for the surprise!) cheerios. She needed a drink because she apparently had some stuck in her poor, dry

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Sorry dudes. Been busy.+ grad school is fun- I have to wait until August before classes really start+ Audrey is learning to walk- Audrey is learning to walk (ha ha!)- It's almost midnight and I'm still awake+ That's because I was at the Clarks concert and it rocked- Audrey is at my parents' house for the second night in a row- Audrey does not seem to give a crap that she hasn't seen us in 36

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Touchdown for SPAGHETTI!!!!! She looks so angellic in the light like that...p.s. Check out her SHOES!Anniversary Flowers from my parentals - ver' pretty!Notice the color? Yeah, we're Mountaineers through 'n' through! Wicked rains happened in our area between last night and today.This is my attempt to capture the sight "on film."I also forgot to mention in my last post that the new season of 30

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Yesterday was our 2nd anniversary! We celebrated on Saturday (a little premature, I know - we had a good, long talk first to make sure neither of us were planning on skipping town in the 3 days following) with dinner without The Girl at a uber-fancy restaurant. Tres excitement!My parents had A for the night. This arrangement served a dual purpose: 1) it gave us a night out; 2) she needs to get

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-74763505019436527222008-05-31T15:54:00.004-04:002008-05-31T16:22:14.573-04:00

As a general rule, lately I've been pretty behind on the goings on in the world of Hollywood and pop culture. Apparently, Sex and the City the movie came out this weekend and I just found out yesterday. RCM posted a link to her defense of the movie as a rebuttal to all the flack it's getting from the Catholic blogosphere (as they say). Now, I never really got into the show myself - I've seen a

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Okay, so I spoke miles 'n' miles too soon. That's okay. In my defense, I really did think we were under contract, simply waiting on the home inspection.. as it turns out, the seller changed more than just the price when he sent the contract back to us. Our realtor didn't notice the Other Change: namely that the seller was (prematurely) refusing to pay more than $500 towards any repairs that might

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-78061676969007418292008-05-22T13:32:00.005-04:002008-05-22T13:58:20.857-04:00

I can think of so many irrelevant facts about me, but I shall stick to Emily's suggestion of limiting it to seven...I hate cleaning, but things that are not clean (dirty/germy) bother me. I hate tidying, too, but things/places/rooms that are not tidy don't generally irritate me.I hate hair. That is to say, I hate any hair that is not attached to someone's body. An especial hair-related pet peeve

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-59610509086127745822008-05-20T08:35:00.004-04:002008-05-20T10:51:04.074-04:00

We're putting an offer down on a house today. I am so nervous, but then again... it's kind of hard to describe. There are some imperfect things about the property - really small back yard, not the greatest neighborhood - but the fact of the matter is that we can't afford a perfect house. And this one comes pretty darn close. Having never done this before, I am mostly nervous about the process

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-19407758647479329502008-05-19T09:40:00.004-04:002008-05-19T15:52:15.936-04:00

tagged by Kelly:1. One movie that made you laugh: Knocked Up. frickin' HILARIOUS, and only gets more so the more you watch it2. One movie that made you cry: Willow was the first one.3. One movie you loved when you were a child: Dumbo, but I made my Mom "rewind" past the scary guy at the beginning4. One movie you’ve seen more than once: I'm a habitual re-watcher... we'll go with 10 Things I Hate

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-25061869504359141072008-05-08T09:29:00.003-04:002008-05-08T09:49:27.927-04:00

...I saw it with my own two eyesSo you can wipe off that grinI know where you've beenIt's all been a pack of lies!My "lady doctor" appointment went worse than I expected. I really need to find a doc who is less scornful toward my reproductive choices - as in, doesn't scoff at NFP. I only asked how long of a cycle I should expect before "panicking" about a pregnancy.* (Not that I would panic.

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-70443095034006741322008-05-06T09:30:00.003-04:002008-05-06T09:37:47.414-04:00

(two posts in two days? run for cover!)So I told Matthias that I'd go grocery shopping today while he's at work. Therefore, I'm thinking about our "menu" for the remainder of the week - a short one 'cause we're going Hershey Parking and won't be home Friday through Sunday - and I have no idea what the hay we're gonna eat. I think this mostly-vegetarian thing we agreed on is great. (Did you know

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-19194321736798163692008-05-05T16:18:00.004-04:002008-05-05T16:53:46.271-04:00

WOW, a lot has happened since I last blogged. You can thank the new wakefulness of my darling child for that. But she is sleeping now, so here I go. In list form, if you please (and even if you don't): applications are in to both Duquesne (yes, I always pronounce it phonetically, especially when I write it out) and DWC (and yes, I always say "Dudes With Collars" in my head when I think that

Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06835350405296578028noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943395626020139046.post-17248685636696605662008-04-21T08:32:00.002-04:002008-04-21T09:17:20.438-04:00

..in my head, what you said is ringing.. ringing fasterI was right. Audrey has now mastered the glorious art of walking around the room, holding on to the furniture for support. Well, maybe not mastered, exactly, but.. she has the hang of it for sure. It seems, though, that with these developmental leaps forward she's taking giant steps backward when it comes to sleeping. As in, she was

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