Just Another Day

We had to attend some meetings in preparation for the baptism of Mr. P into the Catholic Church that is happening on Sunday around three o'clock. The first meeting was lame, with leaders who felt inclined to share some overly personal details about their life that I couldn't have cared less about. But the second meeting was led by one of those people who you can feel that live their faith. And I have to say, I admire that in people, I really do. A lot of the time, they seem so sure about themselves and their place in the world. I have to add that also a lot of the time, people can get a false sense of superiority about their faith and relationship with God that can really bug me. But this lady was someone who I felt was not blinded by her faith, but someone who had her eyes open and worked toward her goal of a better relationship with God, and in turn, with others. She said something that struck me. She said that as parents of the Catholic faith, modeling our faith was g...

Unburden yourself, what's the next task or deadline that is looming over you?

The gorgeous Beenzzz had a post that attempted to describe herself in words. She did a really wonderful job, and that prompted me to think about how I would do the same. I am borderline OCD, yet can be lazier than anyone you've ever met. I watch too much TV and spend much too much time on the internets. I have a lipstick fetish. I enjoy sports, although I haven't played any lately. I dislike clutter, it makes me uncomfortable. I contradict myself all the time, unfortunately. I am a horrible debater. I enjoy nail polish, but only on my toenails. I have a semi-photographic memory, even though Hubba-hubba declares there is no such thing. Music helps me feel good. I sing at the drop of a hat, although not all that well. I enunciate extremely well. I have a hard time showing any kind of "poker face" and usually people can see right through me. I like to think that I put people at ease. I can talk to almost anyone. I am a good listener, and have learned the ha...

I used to say it all the time to Hubba-hubba. Whenever he would do something that in my opinion was past being fixable, I would throw my hands up and exclaim, "It's too late now!" I suppose I say it with a certain inflection of exasperation, if I am to be honest. Did he forget to bring in the restaurant leftovers from the car? "It's too late now!" Did he put my brand new cast-iron skillet in the dishwasher? "It's too late now!" Fail to apply stain remover to the chocolate on Mr. P's shirt, thus setting it forever? "It's too late now!" I also suppose I hadn't realized the ubiquitousness of the phrase. It was just such a handy one, one that fit many situations with just the right amount of drama and flair. But when I forgot that I had forbidden Mr. P to have dessert for a transgression earlier in the day, yet provided him with a treat, I was subjected to a triumphant "It's too late now!" Maybe it's time ...

Back in March, Suzanne at Mimilou nominated me as a "Thinking Blogger." And apparently not exercising the said attribute, I didn't copy the little logo thingy and I didn't write about it because Suzanne had chosen not to include all the rules and what I will term "tag-backs." I also didn't write about it because I actually thought it was kind of funny that someone would proclaim me as some sort of deep-thinking blogger. I was flattered, and just thought Suzanne was being her normal sweetheart of a self to mention me. Then, lo and behold, I was tagged over this weekend by no less than Sonia and Awesome Mom . Ladies, I thank you. I usually try to keep my posts lighthearted and witty and whatnot, but sometimes I get a bee in my bonnet and feel the need to address an issue. When I do, I am not necessarily unpartisan or objective. But, I try to coherently lay my case, and at least let someone who doesn't think the same way get some insight as to wh...

Interesting title, eh? I say that because I am no longer going to eat fish. Sorry, I should have warned you to sit down first. It's not because fish aren't healthy, or low-fat, or contain all kinds of good acids and such, or even because a grilled halibut steak tastes darn good with some tartar sauce. I am saying that because I have read this recent Pulitzer Prize winning series on the state of our oceans. If you don't have the time to read the entire thing, let me give you the short book, a request that Hubba-hubba makes often. We are polluting our oceans so badly that we are destroying entire tiers of the oceanic food chain. We are overfishing the ocean so badly that we are destroying entire tiers of the oceanic food chain. We are causing people who rely on the fish they catch as the main source of their diet to fall short in being able to feed their families. We are poisoning the fish, and thus, poisoning ourselves. If we continue on the course we have currently set,...