Showing posts from 2013

Let Them Eat Fish!

I’m at a friend’s house the other day when I get a call from the Director.   You know it’s not ever going to be a good conversation when the person on the other end starts out by saying “First of all, I’m fine.”   That was the opening line of a very scary conversation concerning an accident he had had.   He t-boned a car that had pulled out in front of him.   The really scary part, it was a young girl driving with just her learner’s permit, no licensed adult driver in the front seat, in a brand new car, I’m talking an hour old car.   Thank God no one was hurt! After hearing the story, The Organized Child proceeds to tell me that she no longer wishes to get her permit or learn to drive!   She, is going to have a chauffeur for the rest of her life.   I responded with “Where do you intend to get the money for this chauffeur?”   She replies, “I am just going to have a chauffeur for the rest of my life!”   I asked her again about the money she then replied “I’m going to hang out in h

Mount Washmore or The Never Ending Story

I saw the following picture on Facebook today and laughed out loud, not because it’s funny, but because this particular subject has been on my mind all weekend.   I do believe God is trying to get my attention! We spent the weekend packing up two kids who left on a mission trip yesterday, cleaning up and making room for the first of our three exchange students that will spend part of the summer with us.   As we cleaned and rearranged and shopped, Mount Washmore grew and grew as each of us did load after load of laundry.   The higher the pile, the more I began to think there has to be a better way, especially since there are three more people who will be joining us very soon. I think my mother had the right set up, she hung a clothes line and hung a never ending supply of hangers over her washer and dryer.   She folded everyone’s clothes or hung them up immediately after they came out of the dryer.   I don’t remember now but I’m pretty sure she delivered the clothes to us

Crazy is as Crazy Does

I wish, like Sheldon  from the Big Bang Theory, each time someone told me I was crazy that I could reply “I’m not crazy, my mother had me tested.”   I have heard so many times that you are crazy, I can’t even count that high.   Yesterday I was told I’m “plum crazy!”   Often times I’m told this by friends and family, people who like and love me.   I like to think it’s a compliment, and I hope that I am worthy (crazy) enough to be in the good company of the saints and martyrs. You see, my family lives counterculture in most things, we have for many years.   I didn’t learn this lifestyle, I wasn’t raised this way, and I didn’t have any great life epiphanies that got me here.    The Director and I didn’t start out with these incredible convictions to live counterculture, it just sort of happened over time.   When we were first married we were like most every other young couple.   We had debt from the Director’s student loans, we had a mortgage, two incomes, newer cars and enough

The Great Adventure

For the past 17 years every summer, always in June, I go on an adventure that starts in January.  It involves a good friend, my kids and a substantial number of other people’s kids.  My dear, dear friend The Teacher asked me to join her on this adventure when I was six months pregnant with The Organized Child.  It started in a small classroom filled with very active and energetic three year olds.  And, while I was absolutely exhausted at the end of the day, each year I come back again and again.  This adventure is one of great stress, but HUGE rewards!  It is one of my greatest passions, despite swearing year after year, that this is the end, no more!  Each year somehow, no matter how stressed and completely spent I am, I am filled up with enough energy to take on this adventure.  I can’t claim that it is grace, because I must admit there are many times I don’t handle what is thrown my way with any grace at all.  Never the less I embark on this adventure and pray that God will take m

The Picture in My Head

Lent has come and gone.   Easter Sunday has come and gone.   The picture in my head still remains even though my end result looks nothing like the picture.   I set out on my Lenten journey with specific images of the end result in mind.   How my Lenten journey would look, how my forty bags in forty days would look.   I’m here to say my picture is a whole lot prettier than the real thing.   I did fulfill my Lenten goal of forty bags in forty days, I did not fulfill the image I had in mind. Here is how it panned out Sold:   One large baby gate Bags thrown out:   13 (this included things recycled or just thrown out because it was broken, unusable etc.) Bags donated to the VVA:   26 Bags donated to JMJ Life Center:   2 A lot of what I got rid of was clothing, I managed to clean out some of my bedroom and go through some of the children’s clothes and toys.   However most of the bags consisted of stuff from our garage.   Overall this frustrates me a bit.

Will the Real You Please Stand Up?!

My forty days/forty bags is going along VERY slow, but I am still determined to reach my goal by Easter Sunday! In the mean time I want to post something that I have wanted to post since January.   Four of my kids are involved in our church.   My two oldest however are very involved.   They are both peer ministers, and are actively involved in the youth ministry program.   In addition they serve the community in other ways such as cantoring, sing in the choir, alter serve, and as an Eucharistic minister.   In January our Youth Minister puts on a high school retreat, this is a mandatory retreat for the confirmation candidates, but is open to all high school students. Both of my kids volunteered to give witness talks this past January.   The theme of the retreat was Faith Book (a play on social media).   Oldest talk was on “discernment” and The Organized Child’s topic was “about me” (focusing on her life with our without God).   Oldest talk was very good; it focused on how we ha

Drawer d’oeuvres

I came to the conclusion that if I want to stay on track with school, make all the scheduled appointments/activities on my calendar, and continue to run the house I cannot take on any large, time consuming, projects.   So, I have decided that in order to meet my Lenten sacrifice I’m going to have to only do a little bit every day, sometimes just a drawer or a cabinet or even smaller.   Not my original plan, but I keep telling myself steady plodding brings prosperity and slow and steady wins the race. I have a very dear friend that I’ve known for about 18 years now.   She is very quick witted and makes me laugh all the time.   I’ve never known her to be in a bad mood, I always feel lighter after talking to her.   I saw her over the weekend and was telling her about my dilemma, how I want very much to tackle these big projects but in reality I need to do lots of mini ones like a drawer daily etc.   She replied “of course it’s like the whole meal verses hors d'oeuvres, you need

Day's 3,4 and 5

So I'm not feeling really great about this lent so far.   My plans have not gone the way I intended.   Last Friday I spent most of the day visiting with my parents when I went to pick up the little ones from spending the night.   Then I took the Middle Child to an afternoon/evening birthday party, it was 40 minutes from home so I hung out until it was over.   By the time we got home it was after 9:00, I thought it would be nice to spend a little time with the Director before I went to bed.   So, washed out day three. Day four, over slept.   Took care of important stuff but shows no evidence of being done, such as lowering car insurance bill, talking over important stuff with the Director etc.   I did manage to make a plan for de-cluttering though.   I broke down the house into all the rooms or areas I wanted de-cluttered.   From there I broke the rooms or areas into specific things that needed de-cluttering.   When I was done I had 69 things that needed my attention, that is