I used to be above these types of posts but now...

Are you an oldie?

Take our quiz and find out...

1. When you hear of 'Big Brother', do you still think of George Orwell?

What else?

2. Do you not only talk to yourself, but see nothing odd about it?

Again, what else?

3. Do you know quite a lot of poems by heart?

Only snippets and I have been pondering buying "Shakespeare's Greatest Soliloquies for my son for Christmas.

4. Do you spend more than an average amount of time in stationery shops?

Unfortunately no, but it would be my preference. At my stage in life I spend my life at grocery stores and gas stations. (3 teenage boys doncha know!)

5. Do you refer to 'the wireless'?

Well for printers.

7. Are you obsessively concerned about the size and shape of spoons?

No, I'm still traumatized that I don't have enough wine glasses when I entertain- spoons- why would anyone care about spoons?

8. Do you mend clothes rather than throw them away?

I am currently distraught that I do not have a sewing machine to turn a collar on a white dress shirt. I will get through it but with difficulty.

9. Do you write letters?

Not lately. Even email is a gift.

10. Do you still wind your watch up?

Don't have a watch. Who can afford the upkeep?

11. Do you know what a pronoun is?

you're kidding right?

12. Are there at least 10 people in your address book who are dead?

Uh, no.

13. Do you know any prayers apart from the Lord's Prayer?

You sad little novus ordo person to even have to ask.....

14. Do you save string?

If I had any extra.

15. Are you frightened of going to the Barbican?

Qu'est que c'est?

16. Can you waltz?

Badly.

17. Do you go around turning lights off?

Naturallement. Utilities prices being what they are...

18. Do you clean your shoes with a brush and proper shoe polish?

My shoes stay clean.

19. Have you ever been to a Japanese restaurant?

No, only Vietnamese and Thai.

House Carpenter

Oh, does this bring back memories.

Joan Baez sings it nearly as well as we did growing up around the campfire.

Did you get yours?

Fr. Tom DiLorenzo summoned to the Chancery in Boston

And it isn't going to be pretty.

Fr. Tom is well known for his ardent and vocal prolife beliefs and his radio show "In Season and Out of Season". Apparently EWTN carries Fr. Tom's show. Eventhough Fr. Tom is a bit of a charismatic but we don't hold that against him.

Apparently Cardinal O'Malley has decided that it's payback time. Fr. Tom made the unfortunate, and probably career-ending mistake of opposing Cardinal Sean's attempt to sign a contract with Centene, an abortion-providing health insurance company. Unfortunately, the Boston Archdiocese lost money (perhaps millions according to my fellow warrioress in the trenches, Carol McKinley) and the opportunity to sell its soul, and give away gratis any integrity they may have had left.

Fr. Tom has been summoned to the Chancery to discuss his "mental health".

The tactics don't change. The villains never come up with anything new.

The Mass begins with the phrase:

"Judge me, O God, and distinguish my cuase against an ungodly nation: deliver me from the unjust and deceitful man."

Somehow I don't think this meeting will make the Cardinal's blog.

I don't think the public relations firm employed (and paid handsomely) by the Archdiocese of Boston would recommend it.

Fireproof

Okay, so I'm a bit behind the times. Can I be forgiven being the mother of 8 children? Overly involved in good works... I hope and employed part time by 2 companies?

Either way, I watched this movie and loved it. We ordered the sound track, the biography of Kirk Cameron and of course the DVD... which we still have NOT received.

I really enjoyed the movie. Cried at the end. Loved the soundtrack and hope that everyone I know watches it.

One of the Best Things About Fall....

...besides the sight of leaves changing color, and the smell of burning leaves, the foreshadowing pre-winter coolness, the feel of wind blowing through the trees, the smell of freshly split wood (some green) in anticipation of the winter wood burning, hot cider, caramel apples and ultimately Christmas is:



picking bittersweet to decorate my dining room chandelier.

I just looked up bittersweet and found this blog "What your wedding means" or something like that and it said that bittersweet meant "truth".

How very apropos.

But can I have a truth-vacation. Can I ignore truth for a while? Read another Oscar Wilde fairytale? Make homemade bread as if the price of propane is not prohibitive?

I really must grow some. On my own land.

And little did I realize that when I began this blog post there was a controversy about "bittersweet" versus invasive oriental bittersweet. (If my dear grandmother were here she would pronounce it as "Or-E-Ent-Ul".

In Tribute to the "Plain Housewife"

Corazon Aquino, who led the bloodless coup.


From a Time Magazine article:

Though hampered by the government's near monopoly of the media, the Aquino campaign attracted millions of fervent supporters, all decked out in yellow, the reluctant candidate's favorite color. And when Marcos cheated her of victory in the February 1986 vote, the outcry was tremendous — and his doom was sealed. Bearing witness to their political allegiance, the millions who crammed the streets to protect reformist soldiers who had mutinied against Marcos chanted the now familiar mantra: "Cory, Cory, Cory." Nuns armed only with rosaries knelt in front of tanks, stopping them in their tracks.

(snip)

Aquino was convinced that her presidency was divinely inspired, even as her political foes mocked her piety. "If the country needs me," she said, "God will spare me." And miracle of miracles, she proved God right and her critics wrong.

And this is what she inspired:



Tomorrow will be part II of the tribute to the plain housewife.