My Heart's at Home Daybook~ October 20

My Heart's at Home Daybook~ October 20

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Outside My Window ...
City Hall Parking lot is all a-bustle with folks trying to get stuff done before the end of the month.  Also, what few trees I can see are beginning … just beginning …. to turn colors

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Towards a daily rhythm ...
I am attempting to get the menu under control so that we start eating cheaper and yet healthier.  Who needs to buy a bunch of junk when you can make some great recipes from Dining On A Dime

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I am thankful for ...
My baby boy.  What a sweet, angelic little imp he is [and I mean the pun intentionally].  One minute he’s everything sweet and nice, saying “I love you all day long, Mama.”, the next I’m having to threaten him with time out if he tries to hit me again!  I’d say he has MPD, but really, he’s just 3.

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From the kitchen ...
I don’t know yet for tonight.  I need it to be something quick though as I am working until 5:30 PM.  I made a great Linguini Tutto Mare last week that will definitely reappear eventually, but I’m stumped for tonight.  Maybe tacos, we haven’t had them in an age.
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To live the liturgy...
My rector has suggested that the current economic crisis is God’s way of getting our attention.  I think I need to begin making a real effort to pray my Rosary and that I need to do it in front of my angelic imp to start teaching him the wonders to be wrought from daily prayer.

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I am wearing ...
a green knit top [read tee-shirt] with a teeny-tiny bleach stain and baggy, khaki pants.

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I am creating ...
a huge pile of paperwork [seriously, I think I may be personally responsible for the destruction of at least 1 rain forest] that will hopefully help my collogues with future work.

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Towards a real education ...
I am hoping to teach my boy his ABCs.  He’s got the basics but is spotty on identification.  We’re going to have to work on that.
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Bringing beauty to my home ...
I will clean the floors tonight as an unspoken message of love to my beloved husband, who is much, much, much tidier than I.

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I am reading  ...
old cooking magazines.  I am trying to purge the house of junk and I have too many piles.  This is one of my piles and I’ve vowed no more cookbooks until I get this mess sorted out.  Tom will be ecstatic if I can actually do it.

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I am hoping ...
for another baby while being extremely grateful for the one with which I am blesses.

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Around the house ...
I hope to begin a schedule of cleaning.  More on that later.
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One of my favorite things ...
crocuses, which The Boy and I planted Saturday.  59 of them.  We’ll see how many the squirrels leave to bloom next spring.

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A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week:
a movie date tonight with DH, a shopping date with him tomorrow

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Here is a picture thought I am sharing~
 
   
Meerkats [Suricata suricata].  Way cute to my way of thinking.  Did you know they are in the same family with the Mongoose?

 

Here's a silly game I found over at Charlotte's blog. I liked it so much that I copied it. Hope that's okay, Charlotte.

YOUR FULL NAME:edited out

YOUR GANGSTA NAME: (first 3 letters of your first name plus “izzle”)
Marizzle

YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color and favorite animal)
Yellow Cat (I don't think I'll be a very good detective, what with a name that implies cowardice)

YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (your middle name and the name of one of your pets)
Anne Wallace

YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name and the first 2 Letters of your first name)
Kwima

YOUR SUPERHERO/CRIMINAL NAME: (Your 2nd favorite color and your favorite drink)
Green Diet Pepsi (sounds like something that's growing in the fridge!)

YOUR WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (parents’ middle names)
Ann Patrick

R.I.P. Stripey

Poor Stripey didn't make it. He got himself into the upside down "j" position to start making his cocoon and his insides liquified but then suddenly he stopped moving. And a hole opened up in his head and all his insides started to leak out. ICK. So after G went to sleep I removed him from the jar. G hasn't asked where he is and I'm not about to start that kind of conversation with a 3 year old. We still have Little in the jar and Zebra and Glitter outside. Hopefully they'll all make it another week!

meet "zebra" and "glitter". zebra is in the process of forming his chrysalis and glitter already has. both on the arm of the porch swing. and we have little and stripey inside. it feels a bit like Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom with that and bats and the whole neighborhood's cats and dogs and the hummingbirds. I'm waiting for the llamas and lions to show up! I wish we could just get rid of the 'squitoes so we could stay outside and enjoy it a bit more without being eaten alive.

Caterpillars

So my research has determined that monarch butterflies only spend about 2 weeks as caterpillars before they form chrysalises [which is a relief because I thought I might have stressed him out and caused him to enter hibernation early - which would lead to his demise when he hatched early and it was winter]. So it looks like Little was set to begin changing. And changed he has. According to resources, he will spend about 2 weeks in his cocoon, the cocoon will darken about 24 hours before he emerges. So now we wait. Hopefully in 2 weeks we'll have a butterfly to set free.

This whole thing makes me think of the book Hope for the Flowers. I even tried to name him "Stripe" but G wasn't having it. His caterpillar is LITTLE, no questions! But I don't think G is quite ready to hear that book. He would miss all the philosophy. Of course, he might enjoy it just as a good book. I think I'll read it again and see if it would make a good story or if it's too long.

cocoons

more cocoon pix

little no longer

"little" didn't last long. we caught him yesterday and he's already made a cocoon. anyone know anything about pupating caterpillars? off to the library for me!

Meet Little

meet "Little" our new science project and G's pet.

Bad Mama

I've been a terrible mom lately. WAY, WAY too much time in front of the telly. i'd like to get rid of the TV altogether but something tells me that DH wouldn't go for that. i'm going to ask him tomorrow anyway. maybe suggest we put the TV in the basement or something so that it isn't the focus of our front room. the room G plays in. can't hurt to ask.

Fwd: radarpicture

Friday, June 6, 2008

Confession

So I went to Confession this weekend and it was an ordeal. Gman and I got in line right when we walked into Church and we finally got into the Confessional right before the Transubstantiation [and were the last ones to get in - the people behind me must have earned some time off Purgatory for having to stand in that long line behind a semi-rambunctious boy and then not even getting in]. I made my Confession [and G was really good, only a little curious about the man behind the screen - he kept peaking at him through a small hole the priests have made in the screen so they can pass you Holy cards] and while I had no mortal sins, I felt I had some significant ones. All I had for my penance [if you don't count standing in line in high heels holding a 30 lb squirmy boy for 45 minutes] was 1 HAIL HOLY QUEEN. That's it!!! What happened to my lecture? Isn't someone supposed to give me some advice on how to avoid sin? Or ask if there's something they can do or some advice they can give on how to make my life holier? How to avoid the deadly sins? I kind of felt gypped! Wouldn't Confession be a better sacrament if I were actually taken to task for my failings instead of summarily dismissed with a pat on the head? What happened to the Confessors of yesterday? Where is St. John Vianney? He gave strong lectures and real penances and people flocked to him in droves. We all know we're sinners and we want help and guidance to make our lives more Christlike. I wish I could find someone to help me on the path to following God's will. I really feel like I am swaying in the breeze all alone crying out for someone to lead me.