Proof

that Sunday afternoons are for going out.  There is absolutely nothing on TV.  And I have DirectTV.

Convertible

I'm planning Jake's last adventure.  I think he'd really like riding in the back seat of a convertible.  I'm trying to find one to rent.  Apparently they do not exist in February in the Midwest....

Forgiveness

I hurt a friend's feelings.  I did something incredibly stupid, the consequences of which I did not know would be.  I'll never make that mistake again.  My friend has forgiven me.

But I can not forgive myself.  I can't forgive myself of the role I had to play in the whole thing.

And sometimes, I can't believe how incredibly niave I am.

Rythm of Love

Heard this song on the radio. I love the idea of being held all night or being rocked as soft music plays. And maybe a good night kiss. The video is a little hokey...but I like most of the lyrics :)

How Do I Love Thee?

Jake is ill.  Jake doesn't have doggie health insurance.  I'm going to a thing on Friday night and I'm like I want a new outfit.  I went to the my size store and found a twirly skirt.  It was $74.

Jake's vet bill was $70.  Plus $40 for meds.  He goes back in 13 days.

Vet bill or skirt.
Vet bill or skirt.
Vet bill or skirt.

What a silly question....

Unacceptable

A few months ago, a priest somewhere in New England committed suicide.  Either the homily or the eulogy was posted on The Deacon's Bench. This line has stuck with me

"...had come to believe the lie that he was not accepted because he was unacceptable.”


I think about this line a great deal.  I wonder at what point the lie becomes truth.  I look at my life and I wonder what has gone wrong.  I am the only constant.

Sorry I'm so maudlin this morning.  Reality is rearing it's ugly head.

Sieze the Day

Found above a door in a seminary