O Come O Come Emmanuel . . .

O Come O Come Emmanuel . . .

I made my first Holy Communion during Advent 1974, and that was the processional song. It’s the first time I remember hearing it–at any rate it’s when I learned the words–and so hearing it this time of year has a little bit of extra...

I Fell off the Wagon . . .

The NaBloPoMo wagon, that is.  But, y’all, this week has been brutal. First there was the all-nighter.  Jake got his paper done.  Emily bagged on us around 3 a.m.  I stayed up and up and up.  For those of you who have heard me rant about helicopter parenting,...

A Busy Birthday

So my baby girl turned NINE today!  Lorelei wanted to have a party for some of her school friends, and she came up with the theme on her own:  a “fashion” party.  The main event was manicures and makeovers provided by her big sister, followed by a pinata,...

Drained

It’ no news to me that my stats for this thing are way, way down.  And it’s no wonder, given the irregularity and infrequency of posts here lately. Now I knew I wouldn’t be able to post much during the craziness that was most of April and all of May....
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