I have been in bed for two days. Well, not really in bed, more languishing on the couch trying to keep the children from razing the house to its foundations while I move as minimally as possible lest something terrible befall me. And also, all the time exerting prayers and supplications over the contents of my insides, I’ve gone ahead and started the next school year. It’s raining and cold and everyone is fractious. We might as well get on... Read more
I’ve just been making a great long comprehensive list of everything I need to do in the world in order to be allowed to take a holiday later this summer. It includes things like Coping with the Basement and Throwing Half the Contents of the House Away because there’s no where to put it. I’ve already completed some of the tasks–End of the Year Reports for the Government, Getting the Babies off of Drinking Out of Bottles since they’re not... Read more
I really ought to be downstairs doing laundry…I feel like that line should be set to music and be playing as the soundtrack to my life…it’s always down there, like Gallum, hissing at me in the dark, even when I’m up here doing nice things like making tarts for a sad goodbye to graduating seniors. Strawberry Tarts: pie crust rolled out and baked in muffin tins and then filled first with a layer of cream cheese whipped with the juice... Read more
Rhubarb Mango Crumble I made some rhubarb strawberry sauce, but more almost jam. Just cooked down all the rhubarb I was given, maybe four cups chopped all told, with the end of some frozen strawberries and a goodly measure of sugar until it was gorgeously pectinous and delicious. Then I discovered some unripened mangos in the back of the fridge (? What was I thinking?) and diced them up, covered them with sugar and some of the Rhubarb Strawberry Delight... Read more
We’re going to be in Leviticus 23 and Acts 2 this morning. So let’s pray together.Merciful and heavenly Father, we praise you for incorporating us into the mystical body of your Son, Jesus Christ, and making us heirs thorough him of your everlasting kingdom. Help us this morning to see this gift more clearly and to give ourselves over completely to the work of the Holy Spirit. Amen. Long ago, after rescuing the people of Israel from slavery in Egypt, God... Read more
I haven’t been able to read the Gosnell stuff much because of needing to sleep through the night and function during the day. I’ve lightly and carefully skimmed various news sources so as to know sort of what’s going on, and prayed for God’s mercy to fill in the rest. It all came sort of to a head for me last Thursday, though, when I finished reading a little book with Romulus about the D Day landings in Normandy. He’s... Read more
I’m still basking in the glow of Mother’s Day. Matt bought me this gorgeous cup and also cleaned the kitchen very late on Sunday night after I decided I really didn’t want to stand up any more. Elphine is addicted to drawing angular tulips. Every chance she gets she draws another tulip. She gave me several over the course of the weekend. People always greet me on Mother’s Day enthusiastically. There’s no question about it. I am a mother, so... Read more
Been devoting myself to doing breakfasts ahead since I’m not really a morning person and I hate interacting with anyone, let alone small children, before nine in the morning. So I welcome any suggestions of do ahead interesting breakfast food. I generally cycle through cinnamon rolls, crock pot oatmeal and cream of wheat (not do ahead but fast) and I’m getting bored. This week I ventured out and made Nigella’s Croque Mssr. Bake which was delicious but still approached with... Read more
In a last ditch effort to save my children from the “indifferent” education I’ve always feared I would give them I’ve dropped just about every single thing I was doing before and have directed myself towards the exercise of ‘school’ for nearly every waking moment, except for some moments to cook and do laundry. It could be construed as a narrow and confining existence except that, hysterically enough, I’m enjoying myself and haven’t really wanted to bother about anything else.... Read more
oneI started waking up half an hour earlier this week in the effort to have one half hour without the babies down my throat. I love them, obviously, but there isn’t one moment of any day that I’m not holding one or talking to one or taking something away from one. So I thought, maybe if I start the day with a half an hour of quiet, I’ll love them even more than I do already. Miraculously, though, after the... Read more
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