The Olympics!

Are over. :( And I missed most of them! Sadness.

However, I did see a lot of the ice dancing and I love it! We stayed up very late to finish watching it one night, and I was SO happy when Tessa Virtue and Scott Moir won gold! Their performance was absolutely beautiful in a very simple, exquisite way, and they both seem like such genuinely nice, happy people. It was great!

And there was Evan Lysacek, winner of the gold for mens' figure skating! AHHH!!! I've only seen his Gala Performance, and I must admit I was screaming like a fan girl during pretty much the entire thing! :D You MUST watch it, especially the turns at the end! He's a brilliant skater, and quite good-looking as well. haha

I also enjoyed watching Apolo Ohno speed skate...I remember watching him in the 2006 Torino Olympics and I've liked him ever since! Speed skating is such an insane, intense sport, and really cool to watch. Ski jumping is another one of my favorites, as well as any other sort of skiing, except for the moguls. I find those just sort of painful to watch!

So that's the last of the Winter Olympics until 2014...I'll be almost 21...*gaspeth*. I'm definitely looking forward to the Summer Olympics in 2012, though! But I'll be 19...*cries*... Anyhoo. ;)

Last night we finally watched "Monk" again! My mom, sister, and I are OBSESSED with that show! We're watching all the episodes on DVD, and it took a very long time for Season 4 to come in. We were going into serious Monk withdrawal! But we finally got it last night, and watched three episodes. Yay!

In case you don't know, "Monk" is a TV show about a detective who was removed from the police force after his OCD symptoms exploded into a huge disorder following the murder of his beloved wife, Trudy. However, he's still called by his friend Captain Stottlemeyer to help solve the more difficult cases, but this isn't always easy, as he has phobias of germs, milk, elevators, and practically anything else you could think of! The episodes are always very good, interesting, touching, and absolutely hilarious! We become rather addicted. :) They're also unusually clean for being a mainstream TV show, and very well acted. I definitely recommend it!

Oh, and I was wondering, has anyone noticed the pages I put up? You can find them right under my header. How do you like them?

A Damsel's Daybook, Week 2, and two very funny things

For Lent, I decided to only come on the internet on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Sundays, so I missed Monday's Damsel's Daybook entry. I'll probably start doing it on Tuesdays, but I'll do one today for this week. So without further ado, here it is!


Outside my window....... It's dark. But earlier it was beautiful and sunny, with a bright blue sky! I absolutely love sunlight.

I am thinking about......... Our performance of Peter and the Wolf and the Ugly Duckling on Saturday! Also, that I'm hungry and have a headache, and should get off the computer soon. I want to read, anyways.

From the kitchen.......... Ham sandwiches. We also had absolutely wonderful tuna casserole for lunch - here's the recipe (it's from Cooking by the Cross by Michele Therese Shema):

1 (12 oz.) package wide noodles, cooked and drained
2 (6 oz.) cans tuna, drained
1 1/2 C. milk
1 can condensed cream of mushroom soup, undiluted
salt and pepper to taste
1/2 C. crushed Ritz crackers
3 T. butter, melted

In a large bowl combine the cooked noodles and tuna. In another bowl, combine the milk and soup. Season to taste with salt and pepper. Pour over the noodle mixture and mix well. Pour into a greased 3-quart baking dish. Mix the crushed crackers with the melted butter and sprinkle over the noodle mixture. Bake at 350 F for 35 minutes.

Try it!

I am creating ......... Stories.

I am reading.........
*Waking Rose, by Regina Doman
*Swallowdale, by Arthur Ransome
*The Wind in the Willows, by Kenneth Graham
*Rainbow Valley, by L.M. Montgomery
*Harry Dee, by Fr. Francis J. Finn
*All Creatures Great and Small, by James Herriot

I am hearing....... A cat scratching the scratching post, and the computer humming.

I am hoping......... That the dress rehearsal and performance this weekend will go well!

I am planning.......... To get off the computer when I'm finished here, eat dinner, and read. Oh yes, and I suppose doing the dishes must be in those plans too... *sigh*

I am wearing............ A denim skirt, red tank top, striped green long-sleeved shirt, black sweatshirt from the Milwaukee Ballet, black legging, and socks.

Around the house.......... Everyone is just relaxing at the moment.

My wish of the week......... That there won't be any major fiascoes.

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As some of you know, I have a VERY overactive imagination! I tend to imagine the most awful things, too. I think it comes of being melancholic... So yesterday, we were at church for the meeting of St. Clare's Workshop, the needlework group headed by my mum. We were going to have dinner there too, and while preparing it, Mum realized she'd forgotten the salad at home. We live less than a mile from our church, so she decided to run home and get it, and to bring me so I could run inside and grab it, to save time.

So we arrived at home, Mum paused the car, and I jumped out and ran to the house. As I unlocked the door, I thought, "Oh my gosh, what if I go in the house and then Mum sees an intruder enter after me? She won't be able to warn me, and by the time she gets there it could be too late!" I opened the door, and standing at the sink there was a man! I screamed bloody murder!

Then I realized it was my father. Heheheh...

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And here's the other funny thing! A friend of Mum's gave it to her - it's from a magazine called "The Atlantic". Everyone who has read it has died of laughter...read at your own risk! ;)

Laws Concerning Food and Drink
Of the beasts of the field, and of the fishes of the sea, and of all foods that are acceptable in my sight you may eat, but not in the living room. Of the hoofed animals, broiled or ground into burgers, you may eat, but not in the living room. Of the cloven-hoofed animal, plain or with cheese, you may eat, but not in the living room. Of the cereal grains, of the corn and of the wheat and of the oats, and of all the cereals that are of bright color and unknown provenance you may eat, but not in the living room. Of the quiescently frozen dessert and of all frozen after-meal treats you may eat, but absolutely not in the living room. Of the juices and other beverages, yes, even of those in sippy-cups, you may drink, but not in the living room, neither may you carry such therein. Indeed, when you reach the place where the living room carpet begins, of any food or beverage there you may not eat, neither may you drink.

But if you are sick, and are lying down and watching something, then may you eat in the living room.

And if you are seated in your high chair, or in a chair such as a greater person might use, keep your legs and feet below you as they were. Neither raise up your knees, nor place your feet upon the table, for that is an abomination to me. Yes, even when you have an interesting bandage to show, your feet upon the table are an abomination, and worthy of rebuke. Drink your milk as it is given you, neither use on it any utensils, nor fork, nor knife, nor spoon, for that is not what they are for; if you will dip your blocks in the milk, and lick it off, you will be sent away. When you have drunk, let the empty cup then remain upon the table, and do not bite it upon its edge and by your teeth hold it to your face in order to make noises in it sounding like a duck; for you will be sent away.

When you chew your food, keep your mouth closed until you have swallowed, and do not open it to show your brother or your sister what is within; I say to you, do not so, even if your brother or your sister has done the same to you. Eat your food only; do not eat that which is not food; neither seize the table between your jaws, nor use the raiment of the table to wipe your lips. I say again to you, do not touch it, but leave it as it is. And though your stick of carrot does indeed resemble a marker, draw not with it upon the table, even in pretend, for we do not do that, that is why. And though the pieces of broccoli are very like small trees, do not stand them upright to make a forest, because we do not do that, that is why. Sit just as I have told you, and do not lean to one side or the other, nor slide down until you are nearly slid away. Heed me; for if you sit like that, your hair will go into the syrup. And now behold, even as I have said, it has come to pass.

Laws Pertaining to Dessert

For we judge between the plate that is unclean and the plate that is clean, saying first, if the plate is clean, then you shall have dessert. But of the unclean plate, the laws are these: If you have eaten most of your meat, and two bites of your peas with each bite consisting of not less than three peas each, or in total six peas, eaten where I can see, and you have also eaten enough of your potatoes to fill two forks, both forkfuls eaten where I can see, then you shall have dessert. But if you eat a lesser number of peas, and yet you eat the potatoes, still you shall not have dessert; and if you eat the peas, yet leave the potatoes uneaten, you shall not have dessert, no, not even a small portion thereof. And if you try to deceive by moving the potatoes or peas around with a fork, that it may appear you have eaten what you have not, you will fall into iniquity. And I will know, and you shall have no dessert.

On Screaming

Do not scream; for it is as if you scream all the time. If you are given a plate on which two foods you do not wish to touch each other are touching each other, your voice rises up even to the ceiling, while you point to the offense with the finger of your right hand; but I say to you, scream not, only remonstrate gently with the server, that the server may correct the fault. Likewise if you receive a portion of fish from which every piece of herbal seasoning has not been scraped off, and the herbal seasoning is loathsome to you, and steeped in vileness, again I say, refrain from screaming. Though the vileness overwhelm you, and cause you a faint unto death, make not that sound from within your throat, neither cover your face, nor press your fingers to your nose. For even now I have made the fish as it should be; behold, I eat of it myself, yet do not die.

Concerning Face and Hands

Cast your countenance upward to the light, and lift your eyes to the hills, that I may more easily wash you off. For the stains are upon you; even to the very back of your head, there is rice thereon. And in the breast pocket of your garment, and upon the tie of your shoe, rice and other fragments are distributed in a manner wonderful to see. Only hold yourself still; hold still, I say. Give each finger in its turn for my examination thereof, and also each thumb. Lo, how iniquitous they appear. What I do is as it must be; and you shall not go hence until I have done.

Various Other Laws, Statutes, and Ordinances

Bite not, lest you be cast into quiet time. Neither drink of your own bath water, nor of bath water of any kind; nor rub your feet on bread, even if it be in the package; nor rub yourself against cars, nor against any building; nor eat sand.

Leave the cat alone, for what has the cat done, that you should so afflict it with tape? And hum not that humming in your nose as I read, nor stand between the light and the book. Indeed, you will drive me to madness. Nor forget what I said about the tape.

Complaints and Lamentations

O my children, you are disobedient. For when I tell you what you must do, you argue and dispute hotly even to the littlest detail; and when I do not accede, you cry out, and hit and kick. Yes, and even sometimes do you spit, and shout "stupid-head" and other blasphemies, and hit and kick the wall and the molding thereof when you are sent to the corner. And though the law teaches that no one shall be sent to the corner for more minutes than he has years of age, yet I would leave you there all day, so mighty am I in anger. But upon being sent to the corner you ask straightaway, "Can I come out?" and I reply, "No, you may not come out." And again you ask, and again I give the same reply. But when you ask again a third time, then you may come out.

Hear me, O my children, for the bills they kill me. I pay and pay again, even to the twelfth time in a year, and yet again they mount higher than before. For our health, that we may be covered, I give six hundred and twenty talents twelve times in a year; but even this covers not the fifteen hundred deductible for each member of the family within a calendar year. And yet for ordinary visits we still are not covered, nor for many medicines, nor for the teeth within our mouths. Guess not at what rage is in my mind, for surely you cannot know.

For I will come to you at the first of the month and at the fifteenth of the month with the bills and a great whining and moan. And when the month of taxes comes, I will decry the wrong and unfairness of it, and mourn with wine and ashtrays, and rend my receipts. And you shall remember that I am that I am: before, after, and until you are twenty-one. Hear me then, and avoid me in my wrath, O children of me.

The performances are quickly approaching!

The Barnyard Fowl (l-r: Pheasant, Hen, Chicken (Evangeline), the Ugly Duckling, Goose, Turkey (me)

Our performances of Peter and the Wolf and the Ugly Duckling are coming up this weekend and next weekend! I'm quite excited (this is the fun part!), but it's also sort of sad, because I know I'll never dance these particular dances again. It has been a lot of fun!

This Saturday, we'll be performing in a small town about 60 miles from here. Like I said, it's a very small town, but they seem to be quite devoted to the arts, which is very cool to see! They have a nice theater and what seems to be a thriving performing arts program. Despite the fact that they never break even, they have our company come every year. And this year, the professional dancer (who is AMAZING!) who is dancing the Wolf is able to perform with us there, and the narrator is also able to come. So that is great! I'm looking forward to it.

The weekend after that, we have dress rehearsal on Thursday night, a performance Friday morning (which 22 people I know are coming to! :O But unfortunately the professional dancer isn't dancing at that performance.), then master classes Saturday morning, followed by a performance at 4 pm. And then it's over. *tear*

Me as the Cat

This year has been particularly exciting, because I was given what I suppose you could call a soloist role! I'm the Cat, and I dance in one scene with only the Hen and the Ugly Duckling. So that is been pretty awesome. I'm also the Turkey in the Barnyard scene, and a swan in the finale (the finale is my favorite part!). Hopefully, I'll be able to get the group picture of the swans soon...I think it'll be really pretty! And perhaps I'll put up a picture of the Hunters from Peter and the Wolf when I get it...if I dare put up a picture of myself with a painted-on mustache! heehee

A Damsel's Daybook, Week 1

I've decided to begin doing "A Damsel's Daybook" every Monday, from Storygirl's lovely blog.


Outside my window....... It's cold and the sky is white, matching the ground. It snowed earlier...which probably means I'll have to shovel tomorrow. *sigh*

I am thinking about......... The play the Company of the Immaculate (our church's girls' group) will be presenting in June when the superior general of the order of priests at our church is visiting! I've offered to write the script, and some of my friends, Evangeline, and I are heading it up, so I'm pretty excited (and nervous!). I'm also thinking about my sewing projects and re-organizing my closet!

From the kitchen.......... Evangeline is making steak and mushrooms, with cauliflower and broccoli on the side - YAY!

I am creating ......... I have plans for a skirt, a shirt, a dress, and, of course, the play!

I am reading.........
* The Princetta, by Anne-Laure Bonnoux
* Swallowdale, by Arthur Ransome
* The Wind in the Willows, by Kenneth Graham
*Anne of Ingleside, by L.M. Montgomery
*Harry Dee, by Fr. Francis J. Finn
*All Creatures Great and Small, by James Herriot

I am hearing....... People clinking dishes in the kitchen.

I am hoping......... That I will be able to come up with ideas and write a good play!

I am planning.......... To finish cleaning my room, to get some sewing done, to work on the play.

I am wearing............ A tiered flowered red/pink/black skirt, a black tank top, a red sweatshirt from University of Missouri - St. Louis, black knee socks, and slippers.

Around the house.......... We're planning to paint the living room! My mum is looking at pictures of houses to get ideas, and we're also planning to strip the floor, which is painted ugly green!

My wish of the week ......... That Lent will get off to a good and blessed start!

Tag from Kathleen, Katherine Sophia, and Jessica!

Here are the rules of the tag:
1. List 8 stories or books you'd like to live in. (for two weeks or so)
2. List eight other bloggers who deserve this award.
3. Comment on their blog, and let them know they've won an award


1. The Chronicles of Narnia. DEFINITELY! And I'd want to live in them for more like...um...forever, than just two weeks! :) When I read "The Last Battle", I'm always so sad that Narnia is over.

2. The James Herriot series. I think living in 1930's rural Yorkshire would be very awesome.

3. The Noel Streatfield books. Seeing first-hand what life as a young dancer, actor, etc in England in the 1930's, 40's, 50's, would be extremely interesting.

4. Anne of Green Gables. Perhaps you've noticed, but I'm counting all series as one book. :) I would love to live in these books, meet all these wonderful people, be a wonderful character in them myself!

5. The Betsy-Tacy books. I've always wanted to live in these books SO badly! It sounds so wonderful...having lots of good, wholesome friends who you met at school, wearing the gorgeous fashions of the day, going to the Rays for Sunday Night Lunches...it would be amazing.

6. Lord of the Rings. I'd like to spend some time in the Shire, some in Minas Tirith, and some in Rivendell!

7. The Fairy Tale Novels. Naturally. I'd love to be friends with Blanche and Rose and Bear and Fish and the Sacra Cor guys and everyone, and have exciting, nerve-wracking adventures that turn out well in the end, of course... :)

8. The Wind Boy. I loved this book when I was about 5 or 6, and recently re-read it. It has not lost any of its magic! I'd love to be a Clear Person, or least be able to visit them.


And I tag:

1. Rose
2. Vicki
3. Lizzy
4. Addie
5. Ella
6. The Scarlet Pimpernel
7. Trina
8. Earwen

You can do it if you'd like to!

Oh, I'm delighted to see that I now have 21 followers! Thank you so much! It's wonderful to know that people are actually reading what I write. You're all in my prayers.

And the results of the poll: "I love it and listen to it frequently" and "I like most of the music!" tied with 3 votes each! Thanks so much for voting!

"Servants of the Queen" Newsletter, January/February issue

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Of friendship, love, vocation (and coffee)

Now that I sit down to write this post, which has been floating around my head today and yesterday, I of course can't think of what to write... *sigh* I guess the only way to do it is going to be to just write and see where it goes.

This past week has been a very interesting one, and I think I grew a lot (not physically...haha). It all culminated in an awesome spiritual direction meeting with Fr. F. on Friday that answered so many of the questions that have been floating around in my head for months! It was great...I'm coming to understand so many things lately with my heart, as well as my head.

Friendship
I've always had very high expectations of friendship, which is of course setting yourself up for disappointment. I'm not saying I don't love my friends...of course not, you're all amazing people! But the way Fr. explained it is that deep down, what we're looking for in friendship is understanding, and we are never going to be completely understood by anyone on this earth. The only One who will ever understand us as we desire to be understood is God. We enjoy the friendships we have on earth with people who understand and agree with us on one or two, or maybe many things, but the thought of seeing God face to face and being completely understood by Him gives us hope for heaven.

Romantic Love and Marriage
Understanding is also the thing people are seeking, even if they don't fully realize it, when they are looking for a spouse. Fr. said that the meaning of romantic love has been terribly corrupted by modern society into something that means merely seeking pleasure. That's something that I've only come to realize lately - that the modern world's view of love is not what it's really all about. I think I began to understand that matrimony is truly a holy and noble calling about a year ago (you can read the post I wrote the subject here). I guess I'd always been of the opinion that it was somehow lesser than the religious state. Important and necessary, yes, but not as good as living your life entirely consecrated to God.

I'd actually wrestled with the question of how could one who was married would be able to give God all their devotion and love, and live entirely for Him, for a long time. It seemed to me that it would be far too easy to become distracted, and that only in the religious life would one be able to find full union with God. Only this past week did the answer suddenly become clear - you live for God by seeing Him in everyone! Your spouse, your children, your friends are all the visible manifestations of God, and in serving them with faithfulness and love, you are serving God Himself just as entirely as you could if you were a religious. I was so happy and relieved when I realized that. It had always seemed as though I would need to forfeit some portion of hope of a perfect union with God if I was married, but that's not the case at all. I would serve and love Him by showing that love and service to "the least of His brethren".

At Mass this morning, I was thinking about the family, and how incredible it truly is. Where else can you find such a perfect metaphor for the Trinity, or for the love Christ has for His Church? Who else can participate in God's Own work of creation? I forget where I read it, but I remembered reading a quote somewhere to the effect that what a parent helps to build is so much more incredible and long-lasting than anything else...the soul of their child will last forever. What a great privilege - to cooperate with God in the forming of a new person, a new potential saint, another human being to love God and help His people.

Marriage is a calling, I've finally realized. It's not a last resort - it's the great work that some people are called to do. It's interesting when one little thing that someone says helps you to realize a truth. My mom, sister, three ladies, and Fr. F. were at breakfast at the priory on Friday for a planning meeting of the needlework group at church that my mother is heading up. In the course of the meeting, one of the ladies said, "I'll try to come to the meetings, but my vocation is at home." She said it very simply and matter-of-factly, but it was as though a 2x4 had hit me over the head. Marriage is a vocation! Marriage is a beautiful, noble, awe-inspiring calling from God!

Growing Up
I finally asked Fr. F. a question that has been confusing me for years. Parents and The Catholic Girls' Guide tended to say nay, peers and the world had a tendency to say aye. So I asked, "Is it a good idea for boys and girls of my age to be close friends and talk much?" And he said no! Then he explained why, and it makes such perfect sense now.

He said that there was, of course, the whole issue of hormones, and the fact that when boys and girls of my age (about 15 to 17) spend a lot of time together, they're bound to start thinking in ways that it's just not the time for yet. This is the explanation that I think most of us are pretty familiar with, but there is more. He said that this age is the critical period when you're forming yourself into the person you'll be forever. It's the time for a girl to develop her femininity, because God created her to be feminine, and when the time comes for marriage, men truly do want femininity in a woman. It's a time to just enjoy being a girl, to have lots of female friends, to grow up with as little turmoil or distraction as possible, and that is why it works best if boys and girls just primarily keep to themselves.

Fr. used the example of trying to cook when people keep coming and taking your ingredients. It's very frustrating, and you just want to say, "Go away and leave me alone for now, because when you come back the dish will be finished and we can all enjoy it!" It's the same way with people. The growing up years are, after all, a comparatively short portion of life for most people, and there will be time enough in later years to mingle. By that time, the person will be complete, they won't be confused and they will know exactly who and what they are.

I was talking to my dad that evening, and he said he definitely agreed and wished someone had explained that to him! So often, when people are advised to not have close friends of the opposite sex until they're at least 18, the advisers just leave it at the hormones issue and the people end up feeling that they just aren't trusted. But there's so much more to it, and it really makes perfect sense. My dad said that he thinks the best year of high school was his sophomore year, when he basically ignored girls and really concentrated on schoolwork and sports - he said he was happy and peaceful and content.

However, Fr. said that once one reaches 18, 19, 20, that is the time to begin mingling, to start friendships, to begin discerning marriage. It alarmed me when I realized that I'll be at that point in only a little over a year. :O But I'll trust that God will give me enough maturity and courage to handle whatever comes! It can sometimes seem like rather a worry when you think, "What if my vocation is marriage? And what if I decide not to go to college? Where am I going to meet him...and is there anyone out there who truly is "him"?" But you never know how God is going to bring people into your life, and you never know if someone you already know will turn out to be "him"! I guess that's the exciting part of life...you just never know! That's why I'm not making any big plans at this point in my life...like my dad said, who knows, in two years or so I could end up sweeping someone off his feet and decide to forgo college and get married! haha Or I could decide on college, or I could visit the sisters and realize it was my calling. You just really never know - things have a way of changing quickly.

So, those are some of the things that have been occupying my thoughts lately. I hope you found it at least somewhat interesting and informative...maybe it even made you think a bit about something.

Oh, and speaking of friendship! I've made a wonderful new best friend this week...its name is COFFEE! :D It tastes good, it smells good, and it wakes me up...what more could you want? My dear coffee, I have a feeling we have many years of true and devoted friendship ahead of us! heehee

Of writing.

A couple of nights ago, I suddenly had a scene pop into my head. It had nothing to do with any story I'd been writing, or any book or movie that I'd recently read or watched...I've no idea where it came from! Does that ever happen to you? It happens to me rather often, and then I have to run and find something to write it on so I won't forget it. I have quite a few scenes like that floating around the house and in my purse, and it's so exciting to wonder when I'll get to "meet" the characters I wrote about!

So here's the scene I wrote. It's still a little rough, but that's to be expected!

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As she walked away from him, her eyes blinded by tears, she tried to imagine turning around and going back to him. He would put his arms around her, they would tell each other how sorry they were, all would be as it had been before and happiness would once again fill her heart. She knew that all this could be hers if she would slow her hurried steps and turn around. She tried. She really did.

Slow down; turn around. Her efforts were futile, though, and it felt as though her feet were possessed by some mad demon. A ragged sob tore at her as she continued walking.

But suddenly, she realized that if she didn't go back now, things would really never be the same. A barrier would have risen between them - an invisible one, but a barrier nonetheless, and who knew what damage it could cause in later years?

Could she destroy her own happiness like this, in one fell swipe of heartless pride?

Could she destroy his?

She drew a deep, shaky breath; she closed her eyes. She stopped. Drawing up all of her strength, she turned around and looked back. He was standing just as she had left him, mournful and dejected. But she saw a glimmer of hope creep into his face, saw him take a step forward...

And she was running, running, and feeling as though she would never reach him fast enough. The spell had broken: all would be right. She knew she would never regret it.
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Mysterious...I wonder who they are? :)

I think it's interesting to watch my writing progress. I've been working on re-writing my story "No Greater Love", which hasn't been re-worked since I was about 13. I'm now seeing that for it to be a really good and realistic story, it's going to require some more conflict...she needs to have some more doubts...it needs to have a more satisfying climax. But one thing that I think will be pretty cool is that I'm going to leave the parts about her at the ages of 12 or 13 how I wrote them when I was that age (aside from correcting grammar, etc.), but expand the parts when she's older, now that I know what it's like.

I like taking years and years to write a book, I've decided. :)

I should have a pretty interesting post (hopefully) tomorrow...about friendship and marriage and vocation and love and growing up. I went and talked to Fr. F. today and we had a wonderful conversation, so I thought I'd share a couple of the things he said and the things I've been realizing lately. I'd write it tonight, but it's getting late.

So, au revoir until then, mes amis! Pst...it is "mes amis" in the plural, isn't it? ;)