A post in loving memory...

...of Pam J. 

May 16, 1963 - April 20, 2012

For everything must die to rise again. 

Thank you for the ways you touched my life. 

May her soul and the souls of all the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. 

Amen. 

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A Prayer For All Seasons

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My Lord God, I have no idea where I am going.

 I do not see the road ahead of me. 

I cannot know for certain where it will end. 

Nor do I really know myself, and the fact that I think I am following your will does not mean that I am actually doing so. 

But I believe that the desire to please you does in fact please you. 

And I hope I have that desire in all that I am doing.

 I hope that I will never do anything apart from that desire. 

And I know that if I do this you will lead me by the right road, though I may know nothing about it. 

Therefore I will trust you always though I may seem to be lost and in the shadow of death. I will not fear, for you are ever with me, and you will never leave me to face my perils alone.

- Thomas Merton

Youtopia

Color the dusk deep navy blue

and try to be brave 'cause I'll be right beside you...

These tumblrs bring me joy.

Maybe they'll bring you some, too.

http://thecouplesofdisney.tumblr.com/

http://findaroadtoahumbleabode.tumblr.com/

http://mypolkadottedthoughts.tumblr.com/

http://andthentherewasblond.tumblr.com/

http://elegance-in-simplicity.tumblr.com/

http://rhyme-my-name.tumblr.com/

http://splashdowninthesilverscreen.tumblr.com/

I might get a tumblr someday after I graduate, but for now I just love reading them.

This is the story of how I dyed.

But don't worry, this is actually a very fun story, and the truth is, it isn't even mine. Its about eggs.

1. Boil water.

2. Procure eggs.

(I would like it to be stated that this was the first time I'd boiled an egg by myself in like 5 years)

3. Lower eggs into their (very) steamy bath. Assure them it will be fun. 

They look all happy in there!

4. Remove eggs and let them all sit together for a while to cool off. 

5. Gather dyes; in this case, three kinds of food coloring and one pack of Royal Blue Rit Dye.

6. Mix dye, starting with the blue. 

7. Plunge the little suckers into their (very) blue bath!

8. Have the world's hardest time getting the eggs to dye different shades of blue because you only have the one pack of Rit dye. 

9. Let them dry and set them aside as you continue to try and get the color lighter.

10. Procure a large glass vase and stack eggs from darkest to lightest.

Repeat steps 1-10 again, only this time, use orange!

TA-DA!!!

Credit for this idea goes to Family Circle Magazine.

It's almost Easter, and I was assigned the joyous task of making a centerpiece. Hope you all have a wonderful Holy Week and have grown closer to God throughout Lent. 

Happy Easter and God Bless!

Script Frenzy 2012 Day 2

A messy excerpt. This is what my first drafts look like; spelling errors, bad grammar, and bad story telling:

Reenter Professor, hurrying about the stage and looking on the floor. He is very upset and alarmed.

Prof: Oh, no, oh no oh no!! Has anybody seen my pocketwatch?

Reenter pirates. Captain is swinging pocketwatch by its chain.

Prof spies pocketwatch

Prof: AH HA! You have my tiem traveling pocket watch! Give it back, you! Lunges at her.

Captain sidesteps; Prof sprawls on the stage. Pirates laugh.

Prof: Give it to me! I need it, or I’ll never get home!

Captain: Too bad! All the treasure in the world will one day belong to me, Captain Belt Buckle. Isn’t that right, lads?

Pirates exclaim approvingly.

Captain: You see, poor traveler? You’re out of luck. This fine pocketwatch belongs to me, now.

Prof: No! You can’t possibly understand its secrets! It is much to powerful and precious for the likes of you! You can’t even read, I bet!

Captain stiffens in offense. Who says I can’t!? Get him!

Pirates descend on Professor, yelling and laughing.

Prof: No! No! Help!

Prof lunges at captain and grabs the watch, but she has a hold of the chain.

Captain: Let go, madman! Men, get him off me!

Prof: Let go! Its mine! I’ve discovered how to travel through time! Let it go!!

Captain: straining I don’t know what you’re talking about! Finder’s keepers!

Prof: Listen, woman, you’re about to break the secret to time travel!

Captain: There’s no such thing as travel through time!

Prof: There is now!

Captain to pirates: SERIOUSLY guys!?

Pirates stand ot the side, looking unsure.

Captain: Let it go! Yanks it away from professor, but looks down at the watch, confused. Huh?

Prof: Oh no…oh no! No! You’ve activated the time machine!

All: shouting and swaying in fear and confusion. Lights flicker, than go out.

John Branyan- The Three Little Pigs