Just a few thoughts this Monday morning

    
The trouble with not having coke's (yes, we're from Tx - mostly - so everything's coke not pop, soda, fountain drinks, Sprite, Mountain Dew, Pepsi - it's all Coke 'nough said) so the problem with not having coke's in the house is that the kids have grown quite accustomed and even huge fans of mineral water! What child drinks mineral water???? So not even my Peru or is that Perrier is off limits or in the house because those guys are not children they are vultures. I walked into the sunroom yesterday and saw Monkey boy sitting down at the table, pensively reading the book in hand... by Thomas Merton. Thomas Merton, Calvin and Hobbes what kind of combination is that????

My daily med on Authority (Lk 4:16-30)

     In the gospel reading today, Jesus is the object of admiration, awe, scorn and ridicule pretty much all at the same time and all because of his authority. It makes me wonder how different things are today?

Actually I was thinking that as mom I'm pretty much in the same spot. I am at once the object of admiration, awe, scorn and of course ridicule. I must be doing a pretty good job then!

It's all in a day's work!

Lullaby and good night!

     Exhausted last night with an early rise before me the next day, monkey boy got the distinct pleasure of tucking me into bed. I asked him, 'you gonna read me a bedtime story', 'yep'. How sweet! I was pretty much wiped out last night so he cuddles up next to me with the lives of the sai.. no that's not the lives of ... that's Calvin and Hobbes!

Jolly Pride

    This man is just hysterically hilarious and he's out of the closet! and then there's
"I think Jollies and members of the Lardo/Giant/Brick House/Tubby community need to start throwing our weight around..."
I may need help. I can't seem to stop laughing!

I'm gonna need therapy for that!

    Is the most oft proclaimed phase in the PA household. Papa usually says it after I flash him a Peach bottom first thing in the morning when hugging her I ‘accidentally’ pull up the back of her robe when Papa is ‘coincidentally’ in front of us. I used to do it quite often when she was younger but not so much now (ok to avoid the inevitable confession, I did it this morning!).

I seem to recall first hearing the phrase when the baby Peach had a diaper rash and Papa was confounded when applying the zinc ointment. Modesty precluded him from applying the stuff to his baby girl, but necessity mandated it be done. So with one eye closed, head half cocked so he couldn’t see what he was doing, apply the ointment he did. By the time I walked in she was frosted like a cake and relief oozed out of every pore of his body as he first uttered ‘I’m gonna need therapy for that’.

My daily med (Mt 24/25)

     I guess Jesus' admonition to 'stay awake' in these passages is a reminder to me to stay alert and stay focused on His kingdom and not mine. Why do I find that so hard?

Here I am slogging through the spiritual life, feeling lost and confused and it doesn't matter which direction I turn, it always seems like the wrong way and worse yet, when I try to make sense of it, it's like staring at my spaghetti code at work (C++ reference) which is in much better shape than my spiritual life. I admit sometimes I find gliding through the spiritual life is natural, like riding a bike and sometimes it's tough, like wiping out on said bike Whistling.
What's a girl to do? Trust that my JPS (Jesus Positioning System: the church and the sacraments) will recalculate a route that keeps me right on track with my final destination even when I'm lost and confused or perhaps especially when I'm lost and confused.

The bunny, the bunny, I'm gonna kill me a bunny

We just finished another round of killer bunnies. The kids are addicted to Killer Bunnies. I highly recommend it as a thoroughly enjoyable bunny thrashing time. I'm not sure it winds the kids down before bed, but they thoroughly enjoy annihilating my bunnies. Tonight it was the nuclear warhead that leveled all my bunnies and that was after the Ebola Virus. I had no chance.