Holy Humor

As I prepare the next round of NFP blogs and feminist rants (both are coming!), I give you this offering in honor of the Church's newest saints.  (If you missed it, Popes John XXIII and John Paul II were canonized yesterday.)

Things I learned: Pope John XXIII was known for his sense of humor:

Flowers and Soda Fountains

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Spring is here at last and to celebrate, I planted green things!  I have been claiming for eight years that I want a house so that I can have a garden.  Well, I have garden boxes now -- I added mint and mixed greens to the sage, rosemary, thyme, oregano, and chives already in our herb box.  I also put a tomato and some basil in a pot on the backporch, so we should have a good summer.  I still need a teeny tiny house plant for a teeny tiny teacup flowerpot that Ana gave me.  Previously, it had dried flowers, but they did not survive the final move.

Things of Value: On the Economics of Sex

I am slightly late to the game on this one, but I'm going for it anyway.  Assume it's because I have been thinking deep thoughts, and not because something in my genes makes me perpetually late.

This video on the “Economics of Sex” has been making its rounds through the various circles of the internet lately.  I like it and I don’t like it.  I like it because it is good -- as craft and as a communicator of truth.  I don’t like it because the solution isn’t quite that easy.

In Which Other People Write Better Than I Do

Simcha Fisher (I kind of want to be her), who blogs over here, posted a lovely story about growing up in a Catholic Jewish household and the way in which it gave a special preeminence to Easter:

All during Holy Week, my father could be heard practicing the Exsultet

Happy Easter!

Happy Easter, friends! In a throwback to childhood, I bought a new Easter dress, ate too many malted milk robin’s eggs, and had a hard time staying awake through the Easter Vigil.  And now I am, as always, enjoying a Church that loves the party more than the penance (though we know we need the penance ever some much) -- we are on Day Two of an eight day Sunday and have barely made a dent into the Easter season!  Having spent all of Lent (and especially Holy Week) pondering my own sinfulness, it is so beautiful to reach the season of “GOD IS BIGGER THAN MY SINS!” Not that He is not bigger than my sins in every season, at every moment, but the extent of His glory shines out in a special way during Eastertide.

Holy Week Hiatus

Good afternoon, friends,

I am going on blogging hiatus for Holy Week.  I will see you again during Easter Week.

Many blessings,

The Girl Who Writes This Blog

Flirting (Or Sleeping) Your Way to Friendship

My poor deluded hubby doesn't think I'm awkward.
Bless his heart.

A while ago, I read a couple articles on flirting and posed a few questions about flirting and relationships.  One of these questions was: For what purpose is flirting acceptable?  Unacceptable?

I have had friends accused of being flirts, accused friends of being flirts, and (consciously and unconciously) flirted with guys in whom I had no romantic interest.  My flirty side tends to come out when I am meeting new people and when I am mingling in a large group.

Geography, Hawks, and Doves

In other news, check out the Washington Post article on the correlation between people’s geographic cluelessness and their war-mongering policies.

Wait, that came out wrong.  And again --

Two for the Price of One

Two rants for the price of one.  Are you ready?

Actually, neither of them are rants --

I came across two articles on two distinct yet related issues recently.  Most things I hear/read on these issues make me want to throw things across the room, possibly at the speaker,

The Universe

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The excitement of my week(end) came mostly in the form of a clogged sink.  Noticing it was draining slowly, the Captain decided to snake our bathroom sink.  This resulted in a sink that refused to drain at all.  So he plunged it.  This resulted a sink filled with black, smelly water.  Apparently, it is called

Carry On

~Pope Francis, April 2, 2014