There have been a lot of things going on lately that have caused me to los heart at life. There was a group of women who ran the race this weekend with their underwear on top of their running tights.There is nothing worse than watching someone's briefs turn into a thong right before your eyes. Let me say- Not attractive, not cool and utterely discusting. ( I tried not to look, but I had to make sure I wasn't about to slip on the ice covered course.
Then there is the Northwestern controversy. Might I say that this littereally makes me want to go vomit. The ver thought of taking what God created to mirror the trinity and renew the sacred vows between a husband and wife while being the vessel for God's life giving breath on earth and turning it into a science experiment to be gauked at by a peanut gallery----well, it is just offensive. I am offended and all humans should be offended. We are human beings with immortal souls, not lab rats that are being monitored, breed and disposed of for the sake of "learning". Is nothing sacred any more?
Today started out horribly. It is the begininng of lent, Ash Wednesday. We were going to get up and all go to Mass at school to recieve ashes and start this Holy season properly. Well, we got up and got dressed after a certian five-year-old ranted for 20 minutes about not having the "right" tights. We all got out the door and I started to pull out. I asked Abby to hand me something from the diaper bag (I don't even remember what) and she replied, " I don't see it , I don't think that it is in here!" That was the point that I thought that this very well could be the biggest disaster. It was snowing hard, roads were not good, I had no cellphone, no diapers, no change of clothes for the baby, no wallet, little less than a quarter tank of gas to drive the 30 min. to school and back. And worse of all I had no house keys with which to rectify the problem. I keep a spare key at my parents, but my mother was gone and no one was answering. I was really upset. I was not very nice to Abby. She had tried to be helpful and in our rush she thought I had it and I thought that she had it . So I prayed. I prayed that we didn't have a daiper explossion. I prayed we stayed out of the ditch, I prayed that we didn't run out of gas, and I prayed to calm down. Half way to school I apologized.
We survived. I found two spare diapers in the car. One size 3 and one size 4. The X-man wears newborn or 1. But desperate times call for desperate measures. We only used the size 3. We made it to Mass, to library time, to my parents to retrieve the spare and home, with a little gas to spare. Lets just say that all thay stress made it easy to fast this morning. I am hoping for a much more calm afternoon. Perhaps I will have to have one of those left over cupcakes.
Last night I made cupcakes for our Fat Tuesday dessert. I wanted a chocolate buttercream frosting so I went on line to find a recipe. After about an hour of reading recipes and not likeing what I read I thought how hard can it be to make my own. You see all those recipes called for cocoa powder or unsweetened chocolate. Well I had good 70% dark chocolate that I wanted to use. I did it. I creamed some butter and powdered sugar, added the melted chocolate and a little milk and whipped until light and fluffy. It was cholatey creamy and not super sweet. I think that I pulled a neck muscle trying to lick every last bit out of the bowl. I made sure to write the recipe down so next time I will be prepared. And it wasn't all that hard to make.
Then there is the Northwestern controversy. Might I say that this littereally makes me want to go vomit. The ver thought of taking what God created to mirror the trinity and renew the sacred vows between a husband and wife while being the vessel for God's life giving breath on earth and turning it into a science experiment to be gauked at by a peanut gallery----well, it is just offensive. I am offended and all humans should be offended. We are human beings with immortal souls, not lab rats that are being monitored, breed and disposed of for the sake of "learning". Is nothing sacred any more?
Today started out horribly. It is the begininng of lent, Ash Wednesday. We were going to get up and all go to Mass at school to recieve ashes and start this Holy season properly. Well, we got up and got dressed after a certian five-year-old ranted for 20 minutes about not having the "right" tights. We all got out the door and I started to pull out. I asked Abby to hand me something from the diaper bag (I don't even remember what) and she replied, " I don't see it , I don't think that it is in here!" That was the point that I thought that this very well could be the biggest disaster. It was snowing hard, roads were not good, I had no cellphone, no diapers, no change of clothes for the baby, no wallet, little less than a quarter tank of gas to drive the 30 min. to school and back. And worse of all I had no house keys with which to rectify the problem. I keep a spare key at my parents, but my mother was gone and no one was answering. I was really upset. I was not very nice to Abby. She had tried to be helpful and in our rush she thought I had it and I thought that she had it . So I prayed. I prayed that we didn't have a daiper explossion. I prayed we stayed out of the ditch, I prayed that we didn't run out of gas, and I prayed to calm down. Half way to school I apologized.
We survived. I found two spare diapers in the car. One size 3 and one size 4. The X-man wears newborn or 1. But desperate times call for desperate measures. We only used the size 3. We made it to Mass, to library time, to my parents to retrieve the spare and home, with a little gas to spare. Lets just say that all thay stress made it easy to fast this morning. I am hoping for a much more calm afternoon. Perhaps I will have to have one of those left over cupcakes.
Last night I made cupcakes for our Fat Tuesday dessert. I wanted a chocolate buttercream frosting so I went on line to find a recipe. After about an hour of reading recipes and not likeing what I read I thought how hard can it be to make my own. You see all those recipes called for cocoa powder or unsweetened chocolate. Well I had good 70% dark chocolate that I wanted to use. I did it. I creamed some butter and powdered sugar, added the melted chocolate and a little milk and whipped until light and fluffy. It was cholatey creamy and not super sweet. I think that I pulled a neck muscle trying to lick every last bit out of the bowl. I made sure to write the recipe down so next time I will be prepared. And it wasn't all that hard to make.
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