Image by mobilene via Flickr Never thought I’d be so excited about getting a ticket. But it’s true. I’m going to the commuter train station at the South Bend Airport tomorrow, and they have a ticket vending machine. I guess it’s sort of like an ATM, but instead of cash, it spews out train tickets. Cool. I’ve never taken the commuter train before, so it’s a bit of an adventure. I used to be a lot more adventuresome, I think,... Read more
Image via Wikipedia A learner I will be. Always. (Sounds a little like Yoda, no?) I’m telling you, no matter what people say about how women are mysterious and hard to figure out, and full of PMS craziness, demanding, emotional minefields, and other nonsense, I think men are just as bad. Maybe worse. I’ll be the first to admit it: stereotypes make life a lot easier. Men drive me nuts. And not just the kind that are like some strange... Read more
This post is a response to A Girl You Should Date Date a guy who reads. Date a guy who spends his money on books instead of video games, beer, or tickets to sporting events. He has problems with floor space because he has too many books. He doesn’t have end tables, but he does have stacks of books. Date a guy who has a list of books he wants to read, who has had a library card since he... Read more
This is the first Christmas in over twelve years where I’m not playing the piano. I’m not sure that I like it. At first, the idea of having the holidays off sounded like a dream come true. Catholic churches have a busy holiday schedule, because, unlike most Protestant denominations, there’s a whole lot more going on in the month of December (and the rest of the year, too) than the usual roster of Sunday services and the special Christmas service,... Read more
I just hate waiting. I want things to happen now. I want to get all my junk out of the house yesterday. I want to move to another apartment tomorrow. I want to get into a new relationship yet this evening. I want to have a party in a new house with my fabulous yet-to-be-completely-realized boyfriend by this weekend. Why do I have to wait? Read more
Image via Wikipedia I’m not a person who is known for being overly cautious. After all, my motto is “audentis Fortuna iuvat” (Fortune favors the bold). But for some reason, I’m feeling hesitant about a certain something. I can’t put my finger on it…exactly. I’m not afraid, but I am. I’m not nervous, but I am. It’s almost a fermentation, just under the surface. A bubbling of surreptitious activity that’s making me hum. I don’t want to wreck this. What... Read more
Yeah, it’s been a long time. The whole time Sophia’s been gone to Rome, I’ve been a whirlwind of activity. I didn’t get depressed at ALL! Yay! Almost too busy to write, which sounds like a pretty good explanation to me. I was good for three months. Now I’m a wreck. Now, the week before she returns, when I’ve got a house to clean and the holiday season is upon us, I’m too depressed to be any earthly good. I... Read more
I wrote this letter to author Dannah Gresh and am putting it here for your amusement. Dear Dannah, I’m hoping you will be able to help by donning an “advice to the lovelorn/Dear Abby” style hat! I’ve read almost all of your books. I’ve hosted purity retreats based on “And the Bride Wore White.” But I still have questions, and concerns. As a divorced woman, with a somewhat checkered past (to say the least), I’ve had my share of sexual... Read more
Image by Søren Hugger Møller via Flickr I’ve been chatting with Sophia on Skype while she’s studying abroad in Rome this semester. My parents were, initially, aghast at the idea, since they thought I was calling her on the phone and figured I was running up a bill in the hundreds of dollars every other day. So I took my computer over to their house and we’ve all talked to her. I guess it is pretty cool, if you think... Read more
I don’t know if this is a good idea or not, but I registered for an internet dating site. http://www.catholicsoulmates.com/home.do Good Lord, what will this bring. I’ll keep you posted. For those of you that actually know me, why don’t you visit and look at the profile and see if there’s anything I’ve left out that seems critical. For those of you that don’t really know me that well, why don’t you visit and learn more. Looks like a lark. Read more
After the Ecstasy, the Laundry...
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