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In an effort to not make this list me-centered, here is my special intention list for the weekend:
-my boyfriend as I try to ease him into a serious marriage conversation and as he searches for a job that he at least likes, preferably loves.
-the editorial and advertising teams at my newspaper… we won 8 awards at a statewide ceremony earlier this month!
-Catholics practicing Lent in the secular world… stay strong, spread the Gospel with your life.
Now back to being about me. Sorry.
I cleaned out my room Tuesday night. It needed a good vacuuming and a bit of reorganization. I moved two things around and it has already made all the difference in the way I feel when I’m getting ready for work.
I had my gym bag packed already on Tuesday night for the gym on Wednesday (I finally went back after being sick).
It’s amazing how being organized and clean can affect my mood. I wasn’t frazzled getting ready. I hope I can keep the room like that… I need to remember to put my clothes away, not hang them on the back of chairs.
I’m working on making the Reading List that I posted Tuesday a monthly segment here. I’m going to keep better track this month and post (I hope) on the first Tuesday in April. A first Tuesday reading list. There you go.
If you haven’t noticed, check it out now: I changed my goal page.
And I’ve added to it twice since I changed it up. I listed some serious goals on it (and checked off some already!).
At the bottom is a link for Steve Kamb of Nerd Fitness and his Epic Quest. He’s a great role model for goal setting.
I actually picked a goal to work on and am on it now.
“Win an award for a fictional piece.” I have a time line created. Now I just need to organize the few scraps I already have written and get to it. The contest I’m submitting to limits it to 7,500 words. I have 3,080 at the time of this writing.
I watched part of Sen. Rand Paul’s filibuster Wednesday night.
It was awesome.
Then I came to work on Thursday, and one of my coworkers who hadn’t watched it, didn’t know what it was about (how???) and didn’t know anything about unmanned drones killing Americans (on American soil!) called Paul an idiot.
Interesting. This made me so upset. I can’t even describe how I felt. It was horrible.
The fact that this man is an experienced journalist, and he would just make a call like that without investigation of any kind into the top just blew me away.
Blew me away. It blew me so far away, that I wrote an entire post about it.
I started those Insanity workouts this week. Wow am I sore.
I’m using it as a supplement to my weight lifting routine, so I’m not following the calendar strictly. I’ll only be doing Insanity on Thursdays, Saturdays and Sundays, and I’ll be lifting on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. Tuesdays will be my day off because that’s our production day. Who knows what I’ll do if I ever start working for a weekly. All in good time.
Today is the Feast of St. John of God. And looking at (all) my Catholic calendar(s), I see that St. Joseph is coming up in less than two weeks! He’s one of my favorites. He’s really a workhorse.
Anyway, about St. John of God: here.
He’s the Patron Saint of Booksellers! Awesome.
Saint John of God, help us to act out of love as soon as we feel the promptings of the Holy Spirit. Help us learn to fight the little voices in our heads and hearts that give us all sorts of practical reasons to wait or delay in our service of God. Amen.
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During Ash Wednesday Mass last week, a student told our priest that he was giving up pillows.
Beautiful. I’ve been thinking about it the past week that our observances don’t need to be complex and difficult just because we’re adults (or trying to hard to be!). Giving up something that we love like pillows at night would be great. What a simple way to always remember Christ’s 40 day fast in the desert. He went without pillows, too.
Kids’ faith amazes and surprises me to no end. I am glad I have decided to return to school Masses at my church.
My own Lenten observances are doing… OK.
Are we ever 100 percent satisfied with the way we do things? I rarely am.
I know that I am not asking other people to do things (“nagging”) as much as a few weeks ago. I am not complaining about something that I can change. (I’m cold… no, just grab a blanket, put on a sweater, easy.)
But there are also times I realize that I don’t pay attention enough… such as, in the car. It’s really, really hard for me to be a rational person while I’m driving to work.
The past few days, I skipped taking the highway and have taken a slower but saner route on a county road. No merging and no… well, there’s more rationality on this road.
I’m also seeing a whole other part of this area that I didn’t know about. Wonderful.
Tomorrow I’m going on a Steeple Chase with my Archdiocesan. I can’t wait!
I hope to have a ton of pictures to share with the blog.
I just read an OSV article about the American Cardinals going to the Vatican. God bless them.
I’m evaluating my eating again. I did the Whole 30 in January, which was a real blessing and challenge for me.
I like to eat Paleo. I like the way my body feels when I don’t eat grains (rice, wheat, oat, corn).
But I don’t eat 100 percent Paleo. I eat meat, veggies, fats… and some dairy.
Wait, wait, wait… dairy isn’t OK on the Paleo plan. True.
But I don’t drink a glass of milk with every meal. I put cream (just real cream) in my coffee in the morning.
And I have some cream cheese in my fridge that just wants to go in some creamy eggs… but I haven’t gone that far yet.
I put sour cream on my tacos… anyway, the point is, I eat what makes me feel good.
A half-gallon of ice cream over 2 days doesn’t make me feel good.
Yesterday’s breakfast of chorizo, eggs and broccoli makes me feel good all day.
Spinach meatloaf for lunch made me feel good. A slow cooked beef brisket made me feel good.
Sweet potatoes make me feel good… and they are good. Yum. I need to quick talking about food. I’m getting hungry.
I started reading Lolita. I don’t know why.
It’s horrible. Wait, no. It’s good writing. The descriptions are great and not boring though long.
But… it’s horrible. I quit reading about after the mother died. I don’t know why I got it from the library, and I don’t know why I haven’t returned it yet. It should not be in my apartment.
I don’t care if it’s a classic and if the end somehow makes it worth it. I can’t have that near me any longer.
There may not be official censored lists anymore, but that’s no reason that we need to see, read, hear, watch, experience everything that comes around. We can self-censor and that doesn’t make us bad people.
It will be a while before I read something out of the ordinary. I am not whole right now because of it.
In the mean time, I’ve been reading Inter Insigniores and Casti Connubii. They’re all online at the Vatican’s website. What a great resource for us Catholics, to get primary source documents like that.
Did you know that today is the feast of “The Chair of St. Peter the Apostle“?
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I am that person…
in the office that is getting super excited about Thanksgiving and Christmas coming up!
I mean, come on! Why not be happy about it? It’s a glorious time of year.
We celebrate the day Christ came to us through Mary. And praise God for that.
OSV (Our Sunday Visitor) has a great list of ways to “stay joyous” during Advent and Christmas. I love it.
My first big idea
is to sneak into work EXTRA early on St. Nicholas Day and put a sock with candy coins in on everyone’s desk.
How cute and fun right! And it’s not going to create a mess or take a ton of work. But it will be fun, and not that costly. There are only 16 of us in the office. So 8 pairs of socks (I have to give myself one, so it looks like St. Nick came to all of us haha) and so candy coins.
Toooooo excited about this.
My second big idea
is already underway, too.
I have a list of gifts for everyone in the office… mostly really simple things, and I’ve found most of them at Goodwill already. Nothing that looks trashy or cheaply made, though.
So I’m going to come in early (or late, depending) and decorate the office before we leave for Christmas with my miniature tree and everyone’s gift wrapped.
I am even going to put up lights for this. So that will take some work… and a little bit of extra money.
I can’t believe how excited and happy I am about it, though. It’s just making me absolutely giddy like a little kid planning a surprise.
How are your holiday plans coming?
My family isn’t doing a traditional Thanksgiving meal together this year, our work schedules are just not conducive to that.
We’ll be having appetizers at my mom’s Thursday night, probably. That’s still not for sure.
Thankfully, I am not getting stressed by my lack of concrete plans this year. It’s just not worth the hassle.
I need to remember what it’s really about and be grateful I get to see my family.
I will probably be quitting this blog entirely soon.
Like I’ve said in earlier posts, it’s just not the kind of writing I need to be focusing on right now.
I always dread planning the posts I’m going to write each week… but once I get writing it’s OK.
And, of course, I appreciate the comments and likes and follows I’ve gotten. It’s so nice to know there are other people who relate and understand.
I’m sure I’ll be back on the Internet at some point in the future, but this “experiment” just isn’t at the right point in my life.
This girl has stories to write, novels to dream about and photos to take.
Oh, and prayers to pray!
But, for now, I’ll be around. Probably until December starts.
Feast of Our Lady of Ranson
This is another reason I LOVE the Catholic Church. Feast Days galore!
And each feast day is an example for us.
I didn’t know about Our Lady of Ranson… but it just happens that my priest is from Barcelona! So he told us the story. How absolutely inspiring.
If the priests in the new order couldn’t buy a slave’s freedom from an owner, they vowed to offer themselves as a slave in order to free the imprisoned.
Could you do that? Give up your freedom, your life, for another? These priests did (and still do!), and Jesus died on the cross for us.
Like I noted yesterday, if we can’t give our lives, can we give an hour a week in service to others? To help those causes in desperate need?
If we can’t offer service, can we offer prayer? Can we fast?
I fasted a few weeks ago from food for 24 hours. Skipping breakfast is the hard part for me.. then around 11 or 11:30, when I usually get hungry for lunch, I don’t get hungry. It’s like my body knows to not get hungry.
Then when I do feel “pangs,” I cross myself and offer my hunger up to God.
40 Days for Life
…starts on Wednesday.
I am so pro-life, sometimes it’s scary. Not scary, intense.
I’ll write about those experiences as well. I hope to (finally) join my county pro-life group and will be participating in vigils if they’re held. Or perhaps hold some of my own, if I get the courage and make it a priority.
There are so many groups across the U.S. and the world that support pro-life causes and missions. I suggest you find one and try to do something over the 40 days to mark that observance.
I will probably find something to “fast” from during the 40 days. Like a Lenten observance, perhaps.
It’s also good to add an additional prayer, even if it’s just “please help those mothers who feel they have no choice.”
I had a great interaction in Mass.
Well, first, let me start with St. Matthew. I didn’t even know it was the feast today until my priest announced it!
I’m a slacker when it comes to liturgical celebrations (besides the big ones, of course).
Once I realize it’s a feast day or celebration, I check Catholic Cuisine because I’ll find things like this delicious looking recipe for Irish Stew.
Anyway, I did not make pancakes for St. Matthew today.
But I did think about how Matthew answered Christ’s call.
From the USCCB’s website:
As Jesus passed by,
he saw a man named Matthew sitting at the customs post.
He said to him, “Follow me.”
And he got up and followed him.
HE GOT UP AND FOLLOWED HIM.
How simple, Matthew. How easy. How straight forward.
My priest said it’s probably a simplification of the events in Matthew’s life, but think of how the Gospel writer chose to explain it.
It must have been a pretty significant event.
How great that Jesus saw him and told him to follow. Sometimes I wish that my call was that easy for me to hear/see.
I wonder, though, would I just pick my self up and follow?
Anyway, so the interaction. I should call it a conversation, I guess.
A woman in the pew in front of me asked for my name during the Sign of Peace. I told her. She repeated it, incorrectly, but I didn’t correct her. She asked if I was in school. No, I’m a reporter. (But thanks for thinking I look really young.) Oh, she said.
Then, after Mass she asked how long I had been in the area. A few months. Well, that’s just wonderful, she said.
It completely made my day. Completely. Well, Jesus did with his presence in the Eucharist. But this woman, I never asked her name, she made my day as well.
I hope that my presence, as a “young person” in a daily Mass celebration, shows her that the Church is in no way passing our of relevance. It is in no way falling apart because of the youth.
We love Mass and the Church, too!