Of Ice Cream and Husbands

Yesterday I was nursing a sore throat, so I sat on the couch and looked through old emails, some over 11 years old and from Joshua around the time we were engaged. Sweet, mushy, filled with hope and great excitement for the future. However, those are not the reason for this post. At dinner last night, while pondering...

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Are You Still Blogging?

Our Very Special Priest friend stop by for a visit this weekend and what a great time we had catching up with him. During the conversation, he asked me if I was still writing my blog. I laughed and said that it had fallen to the wayside for a lot of reasons, but mainly because I didn't really think I was a great...

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The Helpful Benedict

This morning I had Caecilia gather all the laundry from upstairs that had not made it to the hamper, the I had Margaret bring it down. Once the hamper made it to the main floor and slowly made its way to the laundry room (my kids think the bottom of the stairs is the ending spot for the chore), Benedict asked if he...

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Backyard Farm to Table

  It was time to butcher some of our chickens. We had put it off enough long enough and the older ones are going on three years old now, it was time to kill them and have dinner. Joshua did a lot of research and this weekend, he put his studies into action. It wasn't as horrifying as I thought it would be, but...

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On Gossip

I had the mis-fortune of overhearing gossip this evening, prior to the beginning of the vigil Mass. It was the sort of gossip that was so stupid and really didn't need to be said, let alone in the church, mere feet from our Lord in the Tabernacle, and just crushed the peace I had in my heart. Therefore, not only must...

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Update

I know most of my readers are also friends with me on various social media sites, but I wanted to share here what happened to Margaret over the weekend. On Sunday afternoon,  we were enjoying our quiet day, with my friend Jaime visiting, us resting after a big Sunday brunch, and the kids playing. Margaret was running...

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