(aka no bullets.)
• Last night I hit the wall rather badly, when I realized that juggling the divine miss m while working means that I’m working two full-time jobs simultaneously. It was not a pretty scene. I have not had more than 4 non-working, non-sleeping hours all to myself since the CGs were here in […]

I think this is kind of a silly one, but it was fun to preach. Posted partially for Mamala who was tending to little she-who-is during the sermon today.
The scripture tells the story of the disciples choosing a person to replace Judas among the 12…
Acts 1:15-17, 21-26
In those days Peter stood up among the believers […]

I always enjoy the series “This I Believe” when I catch it on NPR’s Morning Edition. This week’s installment was by a fashion designer who played with Barbie dolls as a child, and who now “realizes her belief in a doll was a belief in her own skills, creativity and ability to succeed.” (Who’da thunk […]

In (sort of) celebration of the divine miss m’s first night sleeping in her own room. Tonight, the carseat on the floor. Tomorrow night, the crib.
I rock,
exasperated
by the bucking bronco in my lap
I yelp,
startled,
bitten by this wild animal
I sing,
addled
by the braying that reverberates
at just the frequency to shatter
all sanity in the universe.
I give up,
chuck her […]

National Cranky-pants Presbytery met today, and in spite of a seemingly interminable meeting, they actually weren’t as cranky as usual. The divine miss m stayed in the nursery where I stopped in to feed her during the dreary bits of the meeting.
I detest fighting the traffic each and every time I have a meeting downtown, […]

Quick and disjointed update:
These little dots I’m using to make this list? I learned this week you’re not supposed to call them bullets because that’s violent. Err. Whatever.
The divine miss m was spectacular on this trip. Slept on the plane, charmed my clergy pals, napped on her own for long stretches, you name it. She […]

From little she-who-is’s Mother’s Day card made at preschool:
How old is your mother? I don’t know.
What does she like to eat? Guacamole.
What does your mother like to do? Play.
I like it when… she brushes my teeth with the Cinderella toothbrush.
If I had a million dollars I would buy my mother… food.
I’ve had a nice morning; […]

We Have Rollover!

Tomorrow morning I drive to Small City Down the Interstate to meet Laid-back Clergypal. (Behold how many blog-pseudonyms I can cram into one post!) Last time we met before Christmas, and I was a huge house. This time he’ll be able to meet the former occupant of that house. We’re meeting at the IHOP. Sweet!
Then […]

This evening, in the bath:
RM: Do you know that boys and girls have different private parts?
C: Yes, boys have butts.
RM: Well, girls have butts too, but where did you hear that word?
C: From Mrs. [Preschool Teacher].
RM: Hmm. Well, we call a butt a bottom and it’s in the back.
C: Girls have vulvas in the front.
RM: […]

at breakfast
R: Did you read about the guy who deliberately infected himself with ringworm in order to cure his severe asthma? He claims it worked, too! [exhaustive detail followed, including a description of the man’s barefoot tour through outhouse facilities in Cameroon]
RM: [peering into my honey nut cheerios] Great topic for breakfast, hon.
R: Hey, I […]

Last year I became a member of a presbytery committee—sort of the uber-committee, if you know anything about presbyterian government. I learned two days ago that I’m also on uber-committee’s leadership team, by virtue of chairing one of the subteams. Confused yet? What it means is that I attend the meeting-before-the-meeting. You can’t make this […]

Our weekend
We had a wonderful weekend. Saturday we went to the National Arboretum which is amazing and huge. Sunday I actually did yardwork! And enjoyed it! That’s how nice the weather has been.
We have hit upon a very nice rhythm to the weekend:
-Friday night is family night. We will often eat something quick and easy […]