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The First Day of Christmas

The first day of Christmas is, of course, Christmas Day. Don’t let all the stores and advertisements tell you different! And it lasts until the 12th day of Christmas, which is the eve of Epiphany.

This year, I decided to celebrate the 12 Days of Christmas in a couple different ways. First, I’m going to be “giving” them as a present to my priest/best friend by doing different things for him in the style of the song. You can read more about that on my other blog. Second, I’m celebrating them more traditionally according to a book that I have, “Holiday Inspirations” by Better Homes and Gardens.

The book states that “The 12 Days of Christmas” is an English counting song reputed to have been established in the 1500s as a coded catechism for teaching the Catholic faith. They tell you how to make cute, themed gift boxes for each of the days, but I have neither the time nor the resources to make these. Plus, who would I pick to give them to? But, thankfully, there’s also different activities which can be done to symbolize each day.

The first day of Christmas is “A Partridge in a Pear Tree,” and they suggest celebrating with a themed meal. While partridge is rather difficult to find, my family and I had turkey for our Christmas dinner, and I think that totally counts. We are also supposed to have pears and cheese, along with other fruits and wine/sparkling juice or tea. However, the one pear I had in my fridge was all mushy and there were no grocery stores open on the way to my parents’, so it was basically just the turkey.

Technically, the song has us giving the partridge in a pear tree <em>every day, so I’m sure I can have my pears and apples some other time during this Christmas season and have it “count.” 🙂

The book explains that, “The pear tree is said to symbolize the cross; the partridge, Jesus Christ, because a mother partridge risks her own life to save her chicks by luring predators away from the nest.”

12 Days of Christmas for My Priest: Day 1

This year, I’d like to really celebrate the season of Christmas, especially because so many people think that Christmas ends on Christmas day, when it actually is just starting! One of the ways I am celebrating is to do the Twelve Days of Christmas for my priest, which is also his Christmas present from me this year.

On the first day of Christmas, my friend Jenn gave to me: one hour of Adoration!

St. Anastasia Divine Mercy Chapel Tabernacle on Christmas Day
I spent my hour at the Divine Mercy Chapel at St. Anastasia.

Our Lady of Guadalupe and Vigil Candles
I love all the candles! Thanks, too, to Mary, for her Yes.

In addition to praying, I read some from the book my brother gave me for Christmas, “Under Angel Wings: The Story of a Young Girl and Her Guardian Angel,” which is quite good so far. On the way home, I listened to some Christmas music and ended up crying. Good crying, though! Gotta love the Holy Spirit!

Happy Birthday to Me! {Part 2}

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Birthday Evening
After work, I headed over to Pizza Papalis. The Church was throwing a fundraiser for the teen program, BASIC, and Lindsay’s birthday present to me was to buy me dinner! 🙂 By the time I arrived, they had a table and delicious garlic cheesy bread was already served. We also had awesome deep-dish pizza (spinach, chicken, feta and olives), and a deep-dish brownie sundae! Yum!

I also got to spend time with Gabby (my Squishie) and opened more presents! Gabby got me a gift card to Starbucks (so that I’ll have energy for chasing her around) and Lindsay got me some much needed lotion, lip gloss and bath gel — all in tropical scents (reminiscent of our trip to Jamaica and in defiance of the stupid cold weather).

I didn’t get home until late, but I went to bed feeling happy and loved. 🙂

Happy Birthday to Me!

I *love* birthdays! Especially my own!

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It’s not the presents and stuff you get, but the celebration of a person. People really are the most important things on this earth. Each one of us is precious and meant to be loved.

Birthday Morning
My day has been blessed so far! I got up extra early and headed to church. I didn’t arrive in time for Mass, but I was able to catch my priest/friend and give him some cookies that my mom and I baked over the weekend. As a birthday present. Hey, it’s *my* birthday. I can give out presents if I want to! [A little later, but the same friend for story-continuity, I told him that I was praying for him that God would grant him joy and wisdom today, and said, “and since today’s my birthday, I get what I ask for, right?” He said, “Yup.” Which just means that I’ll have to intentionally pray for bunches of people and needs today, if my prayers (might) be more efficacious.

I spent some time in Adoration before the Lord exposed in the Eucharist, praying for friends and family and needs that I am aware of. I asked Him how He wanted me to spend my day and thanked Him for all the blessings that He gives me. I didn’t have a specified time that I was going to stay, and I didn’t even bring a watch or my cell phone with me, but I left when I heard Him say to me, “Now, go forth and do good works!”

Okay! I was filled with happiness and decided that today would be about spreading joy and love to those around me, however I could do that.

Next, I went to Starbucks to pick up a Gingerbread Latte, one of my holiday favorites. As I was walking out, thinking of my next stop, I thought that it would be nice to bring a Starbucks to a friend of mine who lived (relatively) close by. I didn’t want to pick it up right away because I didn’t want it to get cold.

I checked to see what hours IKEA had, as I had been wanting to pick up some flatware for the office. But, alas, they didn’t open until 10 am, and I wouldn’t be able to make it there and be to work on time. Scratch that plan.

Since it’s my birthday, it also means that I needed to renew the tabs on my plates for my car. The Secretary of State didn’t open until 9 am, but they have a 24/7 kiosk available in the vestibule at the SOS office in Canton, and I was able to get this crossed off my list. The little sticker didn’t adhere very well, so although I pressed it as firmly as I could, I expect it’s going to fall off shortly. Nertz.

Now for the second stop to the second Starbucks of the day! It hadn’t been an hour yet since my other Starbucks trip and I’d only taken like 2 sips from my cup so far. Oh, well! 🙂 This Starbucks had a drive-through, so it was pretty quick.

I managed to find Amy’s house without too much trouble. As I grabbed her Christmas card and Pumpkin Spice Latte (I know she likes those, and wasn’t sure about the other drinks, so…. Go with what you know, right?) and walked up to her doorstop, I was hoping that someone would be home. After all, I didn’t check. It was all spur-of-the-moment.

Luckily, Katie was home and answered the door. Amy wasn’t available then, but I told Katie that I was out delivering presents for my birthday and wished her (the whole family, really) a Merry Christmas, as I probably wouldn’t be out to their house again in person before then.

I sat in my car for a moment, thinking of what other randoms acts of joy and love I could do. I had about an hour and a half until I had to be at work….

I did have a RedBox movie to return, so I decided to do that. On the way there, I thought that I’d pick up something for my co-workers, to celebrate. So, I stopped at Busch’s and picked up some cheesecake (variety of flavors) and a box of gluten-free cookies for my one co-worker who has an allergy.

After filling up the car’s gas tank, I headed to work early. Unfortunately, I didn’t get a parking spot by the building and had to walk over with all my goodies, but that’s okay. It’s an awesome day so far!

Birthday Afternoon
Still doing good. My gluten-free cookies were tested and deemed yummy. No one’s tried the cheesecake… yet…. There’s a fundraiser for our church youth ministry tonight at Pizza Papalis and Lindsay’s going to treat me to some pizza! YUM! I can’t wait. And work is fun. 🙂 OH! And I have plotted with someone for something which makes me grin with glee. Bwahahahaha!

I will finish my birthday tale in the next post….

‘Til then, have a fantastic day! 🙂

Sharing… Publicly

Sometimes I have humorous thoughts. And I need to share them. 🙂

For example:
I think emoticons are too restrictive. I mean, I can only type out 😉 or 😛 when I really feel like:

this…

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Many thanks to the illustrator who created this piece of amazingness for me. 🙂

You Are Never Alone!

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I feel alone sometimes.

It sucks.

I get depressed and frustrated and upset. I cry and I get into a funk. I become less charitable and more withdrawn.

I don’t feel this way at the moment, but it wasn’t all that long ago that I did, and I know that I will feel this way again in the future.

What does one do?

A good thing is to recognize that feelings do not equal reality.

Fr. Clement, one of our associate pastors at OLGC, wrote a great article in this weekend’s bulletin that speaks so well to this:

One of the first fiery darts that the enemy of our salvation and joy fires at us is the idea or the “feeling” of being alone. When we don’t recognize from whom this is coming, even more fiery darts are sent our way: nobody understands; nobody cares; does it even matter what I do or don’t do?; I’m such a loser; I’m such a failure!, etc…

With all of these darts in us, is it a surprise that we begin to limp along the path that Jesus shows us, or even, that we lose sight of the path that Jesus bids us to walk on?

Our Lord and Savior in Chapter 18 of the Gospel according to St. Matthew, reveals to us that we are never alone: we have at our side an angel and this angel beholds the countenance of our loving Father in heaven. Just as the angels were called upon by the Father to assist Jesus throughout His life, our loving Father bids our angel to watch over us, to protect us, to lead us and to guide us.

This contrast between our fickle feelings and what Jesus reveals about the truth of our lives is helpful in our growth in maturity in Christ. We recognize that our feelings, although neither right nor wrong, can and do mislead us, especially if we blindly follow or act upon them. The fact that “I feel alone” doesn’t mean I’m a bad person, but, at the same time, IT’S NOT TRUE! We ought not to act upon that feeling; we ought not allow it to damper or influence our day or behavior.

Let us learn to turn to our beloved guardian angel for guidance and protection in those moments. Let us speak to our guardian angel: “Speak to me about our loving Father”; “Open my eyes to Jesus’ presence in my life right now; open my ears to hear the sweetness of His voice!”

What a great reminder! The Holy Spirit is always with us, but so too is our very own guardian angel, whose only job is me! And a much needed reminder to pray. Pray always. In the good times, the happy times, the sad times and the confusing times.

Soul Food

Sometimes, I have the best conversations at work.

Like today. Since it’s a pay day, we usually try to order out for lunch. About 10 am, the IMs start flying, trying to determine what we are going to order.

I am not really familiar with soul food, but many of my co-workers are. For a pot luck one day last winter, one of my co-workers brought in greens.

They were DELICIOUS!

So, I asked for them for lunch today. (Because I’m funny. Or a punk. Whichever.)

And this sparked a discussion on all kinds of soul food. Which, of course, made everyone hungry for it.

So, my boss decided to have a soul food pot luck for me next week, as it will be my last day. [I got a new job.]

Okay, but we still have to decide on what we are having for lunch TODAY… [I, of course, asked, “What? You mean we eat more than once a week?”]

Since everyone was now hungry for soul food, my boss asks if we want to order from Sachels BBQ.

I reply, “I thought soul food was next week… :)”
Boss: “Oh. I eat it a lot. (Big girl syndrome) Comfort food junkie”
Co-worker: “The more soul food you eat, the bigger your soul becomes.”
Me: “I have a small soul?!”

CLEARLY, this is now a problem. Which must be remedied.

So, I *immediately* — just like St. Mark — text my priest: “Just been told my soul is tiny. It’s apparently related to “soul food” in some way. So, when are you cooking me dinner?”

And….

I’m still waiting on a reply.

Me and my poor, tiny soul.

Chopped!

Since I was so sick recently, I had a lot of time to lie on the couch and watch hours of TV — which I never do. And I got hooked on some of the programming on the Food Network, which — if you know me — you know is an unusual choice for me to be watching.

One of my favorite shows is Chopped, where four chefs have to make an appetizer, entree, and dessert. For each course, they have a mystery basket with four ingredients — and they must use all ingredients in some way in their dish.

Here’s an example of what one chef did for the contest. Also, he seems like an awesome guy in general. 🙂

This morning, on the way to work, I was thinking about this show (probably because I had watched an episode just before going to bed last night), and pondered why I was attracted to it.

The competition, to be sure, but there was more…

Oh! That’s what it is!

Because this is like my cooking!

I open my fridge and my pantry and there’s not much there. But somehow, from these odd ingredients, I need to make for myself a meal.

I do this just about every day! 🙂

Anyone else in the same position? How do you think you would do on Chopped?

Living Without Religion

So, this morning on my commute to work, I passed a billboard that stated, “Millions of Americans are living happily without religion.”

Um. Okay.

I guess I used to be one of these people. I tend to say that I was “atheist,” but technically that means that I didn’t believe that there was a God. And I wasn’t that certain (not that I really thought about it). Or sometimes I say that I was “agnostic,” which means that I didn’t think that it was possible to know if there was or wasn’t a God. And I didn’t know if it was possible or not. I just didn’t look into it.

I suppose the more accurate term was that I was a Nothing. It just wasn’t on my radar at all.

Being me, I read everything. Backs of cereal boxes, whatever. And I like to think around all sides of issues. Since I was a captive audience in my car for a while, I pondered this sign.

The first thing I thought about was this word, “happily.” What do they mean by “happy”? I think they mean it more in the way of “content,” than in the context of “being fulfilled by living according to the purpose for which you were made.” And then I thought of something that ties in with this thought from Pope Francis’s recent interview (but then I forgot what it was, so you’ll have to wait until I can read the interview again, so I can cite it).

Then, I thought about what non-religious people — Nothings, like I was — would think of this billboard. Um. Nothing. It would be immediately dismissed. At least, *I* would have immediately dismissed it as irrelevant. Perhaps atheists, especially those rabid-seeming ones that like to attack people with religious views, might want to check out the website listed, to see if they have anything they can use in their attacks. But largely, I think that it wouldn’t generate much traffic.

What about religious people? I think they would be more likely to check out the website (after all, I did, right?), if nothing else but to see what it was that they were saying. But I don’t think that the billboard would seriously make them question their faith. (I’ll get to my thoughts about the website in a moment.)

So, what was the point of the billboard?

No, really. What was the point?

And their argument in itself leaves much to be desired. “Millions of Americans are living happily without religion.” Okay. Well, millions of Americans are living without arms and legs, too, and are happy. But this doesn’t mean that is an ideal state (to be armless or legless). I (or “people” to be generic) can be happy in all kinds of adverse situations. Conversely, people can be unhappy in ideal situations.

And… The girl pictured on the billboard… didn’t look all that happy.

Overall, my impression was: Advertising FAIL.

But I’ll give them a chance. I’ll check out their website.

At the very top of their page is a large graphic identical to the billboard. Okay.

Then, they have a very flowery description of who they are. For example, “We’re made of the same ingredients as butterflies and blue whales…” While technically accurate, it just seems kind of…

It made me laugh. At them. It did.

For people advocating a position of “science, reason, and secular values” this style of language was WAY too fluffy.

There was also a short video, but I didn’t watch this.

Next, there’s a big call-out box saying, “Be counted among the millions! Get a free sticker and let people know you are living happily without religion.”

Wow! Really? A free sticker?!

Seriously? That just makes me NOT take you seriously. Whether I was on the nonreligious or religious side of things. I mean, can I have mine with sparkles, too, to show that I’m *really* happy?

Then, we have a series of “testimonials” from people who are happy and living without religion. I didn’t think these advocated really one way or the other for or against secular humanism (as they say they are), but I *did* find it amusing that one notes “Whether I’m in the lab investigating cellular respiration…”

Because they have to push the fact that they are FOR SCIENCE. As if religious people are against science or something. I found that humorous. They are trying too hard. And trying to sustain an inaccurate stereotype. At least half of these people look happy in their pictures.

Now, the Q&A section. Their answers are either perplexing, humorous, or nonsensical. What they are NOT is convincing. I don’t say this because I don’t agree with them (I don’t agree with them, but that’s not the point), I say this because I think that if they are to successfully state their position and try to offer a forum for like-minded people to gather, this Q&A section could have been written in a different way so as to be much more effective.

I was in their position at one point. I *get* what they are about. I suppose I can kind of understand that they want to offer a place for people who think as they do to get together, although I’m not sure what purpose this would serve other than basic socialization. I mean, if we are making our own meaning in our lives, it’s not like we would have a common denominator for discussion.

Overall, I found the website and the message to be unconvincing and trying too hard.

They made secular humanism sound like “The Loser Club for Losers.”

^ That sounds mean. But the tone of the website really struck me as something out of “Revenge of the Nerds”. They’ll make their own fraternity! 🙂

Ah, secular humanists. I get you. I love you. But I think you can do better.