Monthly Archives: September 2011

Sometimes Itโ€™s the Smallest Things

..that can really make your morning. Like this morning, after Mass, Fr. Anonymous was walking out with me and said, “You need to get a coat.”

It’s definitely not summer any more, but it wasn’t that bad outside. A little damp, perhaps. I only had on a thin shirt and had my arms crossed in front of me. However, this is a normal posture for me, so I replied, “Oh, I’ll walk like this in 100 degree weather.” He responded, “Still. Get a coat!”

๐Ÿ™‚ Ah, the caring between friends. There is nothing like it.

Thanks be to God!

The Lipstick Paradox

Today, I decided to put my hair in pigtails and wear makeup. ๐Ÿ™‚ I am rather fond of this lipstick as it lasts all days with only minor touch-ups needed, even through meals.

However, on the way home, I had some time to really think about this product. Visually, it looks great. Deep color and tons of shine. But what is the purpose of lipstick? Like most beauty products, it’s purpose is to make the wearer more attractive, right?

What happens if it is successful? What happens if you actually attract a man and he wants to kiss you? Here, the product fails. The base coat is quite sticky. You definitely don’t want to be kissing that. The top coat isn’t any better, as it is so goopy, I’d think that the guy would be totally turned-off by it.

So, really it’s a lipstick that you wear when you don’t anticipate actually kissing anyone. ๐Ÿ™‚

A flirt’s lipstick.

No wonder I was drawn to it. ๐Ÿ˜‰

To Sleep, Perchance to Dream

I had such an odd dream last night — so vivid. It’s unusual for me to remember my dreams, but this one is sticking.

I was in a semi-darkened room, where there were seats along a wall. On my right was a person with a dark baby in his or her arms. I had some sense that this baby was something … evil. I took the baby into my arms and tried to bless it. I drew a cross on the baby’s forehead, saying the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit. I then went to kiss the baby in that same spot, but I just passed through the baby’s head, as if it were insubstantial. I felt evil and hatred coming from that baby and got scared. On my left, I saw my priest sitting in another chair along the wall and I crawled over to him. “Bless me, Father,” I asked, and he did. Then, the priest was Jesus Himself. I climbed closer, until I was in His chair with Him, which was somehow now large enough for us both. I looked back at the baby, but it was too dark and I couldn’t see. Jesus said, “He is looking at Me with such hatred.” I no longer felt fear, but turned back to the Lord.

Then, I woke up.

Day Trip to Ann Arbor

For our last pre-school trip of the summer (there will be tons of after-the-start-of-school trips, this is just my latest excuse), April and I headed over to Ann Arbor for the day. I had lots of suggestions on what to do, but due to time constraints, we weren’t able to fit them all in. ๐Ÿ™‚

We stopped at Our Lady of Good Counsel on the way to look at the grotto and the new Garden of Gethsemane. Unfortunately, we got caught in the post-Mass traffic and we sitting in the middle of North Territorial for quite a while trying to turn into the driveway, but being blocked by people exiting. After a long bout of laughing, we decided to cruise by the new rectory/house. We couldn’t determine which one was “ours,” but they all looked pretty nice. ๐Ÿ™‚

Word of the Day: swanky
1. A person or object that is posh, high-class, glamorous, classy, upmarket, etc.
2. A person or object that is cool, awesome, hip, maybe even obsessed by the person using the word, to describe that person or object.
(Thanks to Urban Dictionary for the definition!)

While parking, we saw that Fr. John’s car (SUV, whatever) was there, so we sought him out. We caught him in the main part of the Church where I told him of the Plans of the Day and that we were visiting OLGC. He didn’t have a long time to chat, as he had to get ready for Mass, but did get to greet April.

Growing in Faith since 1920

We took a quick tour of the upper floor of OLGC and I tried to point out some things. I don’t know how good of a tour guide I was. I tried to point out the saint statues in the main space, the mosaic to Our Lady of Good Counsel, the big Bible, the small chapel behind the tabernacle, some of the saints drawn on the windows and the Day Chapel.

Our Lady of Good Counsel Mosaicdscn3577Day Chapel

Then, we went outside and looked at the garden and the grotto. I made April try to figure out who’s who in the garden between Jesus, Peter, James and John. She did well. Then, I mistook one of the displays they had there. I thought it was the cross, getting ready for the crucifixion. However, in Fr. John’s bulletin article for today, it says that it’s an olive press, and gives the significance of that. I did like the suggestion that it might be a catapult. Heehee. It’s even aimed at the church. I suppose that’s one way to get people in to Mass…. ๐Ÿ™‚

Our Lady of Lourdes Grotto, OLGC, Plymouth, MI

St. JohnSt. Peter
St. JamesJesus praying...

“Catapult” Heeheehee!

It was close to noon when we left OLGC, so we thought that lunch might be a good next course of action. I wanted to go to Casey’s Tavern because they have awesome sandwiches. There was a book fair going on in Kerrytown and parking was pretty impossible. After driving up and down the streets, I finally parked at the hospital and we walked over.


Casey’s is not open on Sundays. We trekked up to Zingerman’s and saw that the line for food was out the door. We got into the store portion and April picked up some raisin bread for her family. We hopped over to Zingerman’s Next Door and I introduced her to their gelato.

I think she likes it!
April and her mint chocolate chip/dark chocolate gelato

April at Zingerman's DeliZingerman's bakery case

Across the street was a book fair in Kerrytown. April found a present for her nephew: A space story puzzle book which was self-published by a young boy. He had published 3 little books and they are all pretty cute. Not only did she get the book, but she got her picture taken with the author and the book signed by the author and the illustrator (the author’s mom)!

April takes a photo with the book's author

Still hungry, we made our way to State Street for sandwiches at Amer’s Mediterranean Deli. We checked out a couple used book stores on the way, but managed to hang on to our cash. ๐Ÿ™‚ Amer’s is great for having a huge list of sandwiches (over 80!) on multiple chalkboards, arranged by type of meat. I had the T.M.H. (turkey, muenster, honeycup mustard) and swapped out the usual rye bread for challah. Yum! I also got a peach italian soda. Yum!

April and her sandwich from Amer's

My T.M.H. from Amer's Mediterranean Deli!

By the time we finished eating, it was 3:30 pm. We had wanted to get home about 5 pm, so we started to make our way back to the car. We rode the M bus to the Cardiovascular Center, took photos with Bo Schembechler (heehee), cut through the Cancer Center and down the hill to the car. After all this traveling, I was quite thirsty and suggested we stop for drinks before hitting the highway. We stopped at Sweetwater’s Cafe and got lemonade slushies. I got regular and April got the strawberry variant.

Bo and April, chillin’:
Bo and April

Bo Schemechler's Plaque

Just as we were getting on the highway, we saw a ladder truck with a US flag flying from the ladder. There were firemen standing around. Framed by the dark clouds in the background (as it had just started to rain) and lit by the sun it was a gorgeous site. Sadly, I was driving and not able to take a photo for you. I did beep and wave as I passed, though! ๐Ÿ™‚

Shortly after arriving home, I remembered that it the funeral visitation for Fr. JJ’s dad was tonight. I quickly changed clothes, jumped back in the car and drove to Dearborn. I arrived in time to pray the last mystery of the rosary and give hugs to Fr. JJ. He said he was so glad that I had come. I know that he will need lots of prayers, both Monday when he has to preside over his dad’s funeral and in the days to come, particularly in the quiet times when he is alone. Please help me pray for him and for his family for God’s peace and comfort.

Finally, I raced back home to try to make it to Mass at SS. Cyril and Methodius at 8:30 pm. GPS said that I was going to be 15 minutes late, but I managed to be only 5 minutes late. Whew! So glad I made it to Mass! ๐Ÿ™‚

Not bad for a Sunday! How was yours?

Word of the Day: abstinence

The Oxford Dictionary of the Christian Church

Before we get to the word of the day, I wanted to highlight something from the entry on Abel: “As the first of martyrs, he also sometimes stands for the persecuted Christians, belonging to the city which is in heaven,” (3).


  • Penitential practice
  • Abstaining from the use of certain kinds of food
  • In the East, this traditionally includes not only meat, but fish, eggs, milk, cheese, oil and wine.

The additional requirement of the Eastern tradition sound intriguing. ย And more of a penance, especially for me, as I do not eat a lot of meat to begin with. ย Perhaps I’ll try this out this upcoming Lent. ย ๐Ÿ™‚