Yeah, I’ve been outside the box this week. It’s supposed to be holy week. Uh, another blog on my iPhone. And yeah, I spent I spell holy week wrong.
It is supposed to be Holy Week. We don’t do it inside the box here. We can’t Remember, in Florida words melt . O yeah, we don’t get snow and all the tourists say we don’t do it correctly. And this morning in our new renovated Cathedral in St. Petersburg, the priest gather on Tuesday not Thursday for the Chrism Mass. Gonna skip that too. Used to say we havvvve to go to that because we havvvve to see the oil our kid will or should be baptized with in the coming year.
We are going to do that, but we are doing other things in the next few weeks. We put all that fostering and adopting thing on hold until Pop in law’s estate and house is settled. But we hubby and I have been working on cleaning out His house, the legal papers for his will… Etc. It was a full time job dealing with Pop last year while he was in and out of the hospital and dealing with the local Veterans Administration. Pop was a vet from the Navy in WW 2.
It will come out for us in full at the end of this, but we want to be good money managers and not go into debt like many. That is not good for a marriage or any relationship.
This coming next week after Easter what I have an estate yard sale. I spent most of it’s a lot of stuff. I don’t like to accumulate stuff. But, he did. And there is a lot of stuff.
We are not going to hire anyone to do it because they would rip us off. We can do it better and make more money. It is all about getting the word out.
Thanks, we have a very long list of things to do. There’s the list that has to do with the estate yard sale, fix the car so it, then prepare the house to be sold with all the long long long long list of repairs in there.
I may even put the list up of all the stuff.
Think I’m going to worry about whether I ate meat on Friday Tuesday Wednesday or what ever. I ‘m not going to worry about bloggers, spiritual retards, but I am not even worry about whether or not I’m doing it correctly!
Yeah, yeah yeah. But I still ask myself about some of those people. They could be so pro-mom, so mother centric they forget about their marriage, if they’re married. One in particular : http://momnipotentstudy.com/category/120-days-to-momnipotence/ seems to put motherhood over their marriages. I get the impression that all these women do is waddle in their motherhood.
But I ask this over and over and over again: where are THE HUSBANDs???!! Most are out making what little money SHE AND THE KIDS SPEND
I’ll be from the sounds of it appears that the husbands do nothing!!! All I read on here is “whoa is me I am so lonely”. It is sickening!
Not sorry that I have a beef with them. There are other things though in a marriage besides kids. Remember that TLc show, “Jon and Kate plus eight”??? This is the Catholic version== pressure. And where there is pressure it implodes. I remember one episode where Kate yells and yells and complains. The comment boards are where these ladies do that.
It is warped!!! It’s very warped. Every time you go and have sex in a marriage it must produce a catechis’d homeschooled chiiiiiild? Where in the hell do these people come from???
Warped!!! Thank God I have a brain and a bigger heart. But I have no respect for them. What they stand for has nothing to do with real faith an religion. It is phony and stupid. It is so so 1950s garbage.
Kind of reminds me of a prayer group gone bad like in the 70s when my parents had one of those. Back then, everyone in the southeast would come in and try to take over my dad’s authority or the undermine the church authority for anything good that was good there. We saw our share of weird looking around the corner of another room.
I think this is the internet version. I don’t think these are the hippies kids going weird. Has a lot of OCD there.
Look, I have to admit though I woke up this morning wishing someone would set them straight. But it has so many theological problems — they put motherhood above marriage. And that is not a good thing to do.
Sorry ladies, your marriage should come before your motherhood. But we have jobs as well and careers that’s why it is only one part of your personhood.
Waiting for someone to set them straight.
ST http://wp.me/pmDre-2t3 Here’s how I am doing after the wild dog chase the other day. Alfie the Beagle is still licking my hand.April 11, 2014
I am very open about most things. What’s the big deal about showing a little scar? Everyone has them.
I am not that vain and don’t have that much of an ego.
I am doing well, even after taking a tumble for our Beagle who now has a guilty suck up look on his face.
Do I want to get a cat? No!
I took the bandage off and well, I still have to keep putting ointment on it. It is drying out and healing quite well.
I am going to dry that ointment that heals scars, so I will not have one.
Have a great weekend everyone!
Yes, my dog has a guilty look on his face
At this morning’s mass in St. Martha’s House the Pope said that this dictatorship “it takes up stones to stone the freedom of the people, the freedom of the people, their freedom of conscience, the relationship of the people with God”
Today there is a dictatorship of narrow-mindedness that kills people’s freedom. This was the Pope’s message at his morning mass celebration in St. Martha’s House.
In his homily Francis reflected on the attitude of the Pharisees and how closed they were to Jesus’ message. Their mistake, the Pope pointed out, was “detaching the commandments from the heart of God.” They thought everything could be resolved by respecting the commandments. But these commandments “are not just a cold law,” because they are born from a relationship of love and are “indications” that help us avoid mistakes in our journey to meet Jesus, Vatican Radio says, quoting the Pope’s words.
By doing so, the Pharisees close their hearts and minds to “all things new.” “This is the drama of the closed heart, the drama of the closed mind – the Pope said – and when the heart is closed, this heart closes the mind, and when the heart and mind are closed there is no place for God,” only for what we believe should be done.
“It is a closed way of thinking that is not open to dialogue, to the possibility that there is something else, the possibility that God speaks to us, tells us about His journey, as he did to the prophets. These people did not listen to the prophets and did not listen to Jesus. It is something greater than a mere stubbornness. No, it is more: it is the idolatry of their own way of thinking. ‘I think this, it has to be this way, and nothing more’. These people had a narrow line of thought and wanted to impose this way of thinking on the people of God, Jesus rebukes them for this: ‘ You burden the people with many commandments and you do not touch them with your finger’.”
Francis noted that Jesus “rebukes their incoherence.” “The theology of these people becomes a slave to this pattern, this pattern of thought: a narrow line of thought”. “There is no possibility of dialogue; there is no possibility to open up to new things which God brings with the prophets. They killed the prophets, these people; they close the door to the promise of God. When this phenomenon of narrow thinking enters human history, how many misfortunes. We all saw in the last century, the dictatorships of narrow thought , which ended up killing a lot of people, but when they believed they were the overlords, no other form of though was allowed. This is the way they think.”
“Even today there is the idolatry of a narrow line of thought,” Francis said. “Today we have to think in this way and if you do not think in this way, you are not modern, you’re not open or worse. Often rulers say: ‘I have asked for aid, financial support for this’, ‘ But if you want this help, you have to think in this way and you have to pass this law, and this other law and this other law…’ Even today, there is a dictatorship of a narrow line of thought and this dictatorship is the same as these people: it takes up stones to stone the freedom of the people, the freedom of the people, their freedom of conscience, the relationship of the people with God. Today Jesus is crucified once again.”
“The Lord’s exhortation “faced with this dictatorship is always the same: be vigilant and pray; do not be silly, do not buy” things “you do not need, be humble and pray, that the Lord always gives us the freedom of an open heart, to receive his Word which is joy and promise and covenant! And with this covenant move forward!”” the Pope concluded this morning’s mass by saying.
ST http://wp.me/pmDre-2sS Alfie our 3 year old Beagle gave us quite a run around the block last night. Here’s what happened. Funny but not funny. I now have a gash on my eyebrow.April 10, 2014
What is that gash over your right eye and why are you wearing a large band aid over your right eye and eyebrow? That’s what they would ask me. Or that’s what most people would ask me today.
What happened? That would be another question.
We returned home last night after eating out on our $20 budget per meal for the both of us.
I stayed in the car to collect what we had to bring home after working and sorting Pop in law’s stuff from his house. I also had my IPhone in my hand and was looking up something before going into our small apartment and hearing Alfie’s barking. We had been gone about 4 or 5 hours. He had yet to have his walk after we had been out to take care of business.
We crate our dog, Alfie, our three year old Beagle. He is not allowed to run free in our house where he could eliminate and poo and make a mess while we are gone. Any and every good trainer told us to crate him. There is no guilt in that. We also do not allow him on our bed where we sleep. He has his own bed.
Anyhow, his crate is a large one and not the same one he had as when he was a puppy. We have had him since he was about eight months old. The neighbor upstairs could not take care of him, so he was ours and has been ours since July 2011.
So, I grabbed my phone, my purse and other items just as I could hear my husband yelling at the dog after he opened the door to go walk him down the complex driveway.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Alllllllfieeeee,” he yelled.
My head jerked. Down went the IPhone on the car, where it slammed on the roof. Down went my purse.
And off went our 35 black and tan 15 inch beagle between my legs into the parking lot SANS THE LEASH and MY HUSBAND. HE WAS still in the doorway yelling.
Ooooo, not again, I said to myself, yelling “Alfieeeeeeee down the street.” I was loud. Maybe, just maybe some village idiot would help us.
No such luck. NO one opened their doors or window.
Alfie went back inside running at absolute top speed.
“Oooooooowwwwoooooooooooo,” our beast bayed.
He went in and out after finding out that my husband had a bag of food in the house. When he saw that he wasn’t his favorite raw chicken back out into the street he bolted in a rocket rush down the street.
“Oooooooowwwwoooooooooooo,” our beast bayed. “Whooooooooooooooooooooo,” he kept barking.
Party time without the leash. He was free and he knew it and knew we hated when he does this but didn’t care.
Forget it, you are not going to catch him if you run after him. Down the street I walked fast into the ditch area. I was half laughing this time, preparing for the worst. I had to prepare for the worst, figuring if I was pessimistic, it was no complete loss. This is “it”, I said. By that time, hub had followed. Last time he hit his head.
It was not the first time this had happened. I hate it when it does happen.
Alfie can not be trusted off leash, PERIOD. It would take the average person at least four hours to get him and we hope you have food, you hate to run and love mud. We mean it really. We hope you love mud.
“Grab the kibble inside,” I said, yelling. “Grab the bag of kibble or a bag of pig’s ears or he will not come
Down the street was another young man walking his pit bull boxer mix. He was well behaved and quiet but started to stare at Alfie Beagle and his frantic family who yelled at him to either stay or come back home.
“This is it,” I was crying inside. “It is over. Say goodbye.”
Then, it dawned on me that Alfie is social. He is very social.
“Hey kid –sir, “ I yelled. “Bring your dog over the other side of the dry ditch”, I instructed. I can get him if they sniff each other.
What I didn’t bank on was that his tan boxer pit bull mix was hostile to Alfie. He started growling the minute Alfie got within a foot of him. Being that our dog is elusive and likes to run and doesn’t listen, but will stand up for himself, I almost got into the dogfight when I grabbed Alf’s harness for dear life.
Hang on, I told myself. Hang on no matter what. Off went my wire glasses as Boxer Pit mix was pulled away. Down I went with Alf half in the air and the rest of my body slamming on dirt and leaves in the muddy ditch.
“Get him hubby,” I did. Click went the leash on our dog, while he hung on. Down he went into the half muddy ditch culvert. He almost sat on my wire glasses near the tree by the ditch.
“Glad I could help,” the kid said.
“Yeah,” I replied wiping the blood from the right side of my face. My ditch roller coaster ride with our dog slammed a nice abrasion gash near my right eye.
This was not a punishment from God. It is a punishment for not closing the door on our place when the dog has yet to go to the dog park at the end of a confined day. I should have known better. But I was grateful for any help at that moment. I was wiping the side of my face with my Smokey Mountain T-shirt. It had blood on it. Hub had Alfie and was pulling him back home. No need to worry if he was going to poo on the rug.
He had already done that. I almost caught him while he was zigzagging around the ditch.
I was praying then that no car was going to hit him.
Besides, I didn’t give a hoot after this episode.
I was fortunate I could see still and walked back home with two cuts on my eyebrow where I went down and hit a branch.
But don’t worry about me, I am fine after putting antibiotic ointment on it. I slept with a band aid last night and am trying to take it easy just a bit today.
Alfie was licking my hand after I sat down and after the door was closed and the whole ordeal was over. I realized again that I was the only one he allowed and trusted to grab him and bring him home. I had saved him again. He was submitting and thanking me for doing so. He knows somehow he has a good home and doesn’t want to spoil it.
I hope that he knows it.
I think that was it. I also know that we are going to be a bit more careful. And another thing, the last time this happened was Christmastime when he went into the culvert and ended up covered in drippy mud. We then got a bill for $45 at the groomer to get rid of the black mud on him.
Well, I certainly was not going to bring that mud inside our small apartment.
At least it is the part of the year where it doesn’t rain and there is no real dripping mud.
And yeah, he keeps licking my hand as if to say “I hope you are not mad at me.” This is after he stares at my bandage, while knowing that I am still ticked for taking the dive that I did to get him back.
And he is not chewing the lock on the silver metal door to get out.
I am starting to feel better now. I am fine, really.
But we don’t know about Alfie our Beagle. We are wondering when he is going to take off on us AGAIN.
Nah, it will be a while before he does. We are getting a new leash and a new way of making sure this doesn’t happen again. We are not going to leave the door open.
Yeah, I am fine and I am not going to sit in the emergency room for 4 hours and get charged $1,000 before next month when our new insurance kicks in.
My dog keeps staring at me. I am trying not to laugh.
Good Morning beloved Readers: I got blacklisted on the comment for inviting other commenters to dinner on two NCR comment pages. AWful I called Editor Dan Burke this AM and vented on the phone.April 10, 2014
YOU BOTH ARE RIDICULOUS.
Why did you go to the one who had the WOOD CONFESSIONALS? Sorry,but you didn’t do it correctly and we here in Florida like to remind you all that. Are you embarrassed yet?
Maybe you heard it? I seriously wonder why you all up there in Ny and Long Island stay in a church area that is NOT NOT NOT GROWING. The church is growing here in the south and the west. http://ncronline.org/print/news/faith-parish/demographers-examine-parish-challenges-21st-century
(*O YEAH, THEIR COMPETITOR SCOOPED THEM ON WHERE THE CHURCH IS GROWING.)
Furthermore, why were you all there in the first place? And how often do you go? We go once a month down here in Tampa.
@Jeanne, why are you under the impression that people can just move half way across the country without a second thought? But it’s great to know that every Catholic in Tampa goes once a month……Do you check them off of a list as they enter the Confessional? I bet the state of Florida is relieved that you have them covered as far as reminding Catholics in other states how “incorrect” we are.
“..it’s great to know that every Catholic in Tampa goes once a month”
May be a symptom of incipient dementia, forgetting they went to confession the month before..
It’s sad you don’t live worship here go to mass with us. Let’s see why we are where we are in our churches are still
growing. Sad that you didn’t or weren’t able to join us for our 21.00 taco dinner at Tijuana Flats. Oh btw, please pray more than worry God loves u
A Taco dinnner? You on the run from the law?
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