Well, it's Thursday again.
And it's been a LOOOONG Thursday!
Good news is another hour and a half and it'll be Friday!
Our words for this week are.
stodge
hetaera
If you're new to these parts then the game is to make up a silly definition to these words and put it in the comments.
If I feel up to it, I may pick a winner this week ........
So, have fun and I'll post the actual definitions on Saturday.
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Here's an email I received from Subvet, I thought it made good food for thought.
Found the following quote at a Catholic website, it references "God Is Near Us: The Eucharist, the Heart of Life" by Pope Benedict where he has this to say of the real meaning of the pro multis (the Latin phrase that means, literally, “for the many”) which is used in the consecration of wine during Mass. The thinking expressed goes beyond that into how Catholics should deal with non-Catholics:
We cannot start to set limits on God’s behalf; the very heart of the faith has been lost to anyone who supposes that it is only worthwhile, if it is, so to say, made worthwhile by the damnation of others. Such a way of thinking, which finds the punishment of other people necessary, springs from not having inwardly accepted the faith; from loving only oneself and not God the Creator, to whom his creatures belong. That way of thinking would be like the attitude of those people who could not bear the workers who came last being paid a denarius like the rest; like the attitude of people who feel properly rewarded only if others have received less. This would be the attitude of the son who stayed at home, who could not bear the reconciling kindness of his father. It would be a hardening of our hearts, in which it would become clear that we were only looking out for ourselves and not looking for God; in which it would be clear that we did not love our faith, but merely bore it like a burden. . . . It is a basic element of the biblical message that the Lord died for all—being jealous of salvation is not Christian.
So the next time someone says the Catholic Church condemns to Hell all non-Catholics, they might be advised to read this quote.
Found the following quote at a Catholic website, it references "God Is Near Us: The Eucharist, the Heart of Life" by Pope Benedict where he has this to say of the real meaning of the pro multis (the Latin phrase that means, literally, “for the many”) which is used in the consecration of wine during Mass. The thinking expressed goes beyond that into how Catholics should deal with non-Catholics:
We cannot start to set limits on God’s behalf; the very heart of the faith has been lost to anyone who supposes that it is only worthwhile, if it is, so to say, made worthwhile by the damnation of others. Such a way of thinking, which finds the punishment of other people necessary, springs from not having inwardly accepted the faith; from loving only oneself and not God the Creator, to whom his creatures belong. That way of thinking would be like the attitude of those people who could not bear the workers who came last being paid a denarius like the rest; like the attitude of people who feel properly rewarded only if others have received less. This would be the attitude of the son who stayed at home, who could not bear the reconciling kindness of his father. It would be a hardening of our hearts, in which it would become clear that we were only looking out for ourselves and not looking for God; in which it would be clear that we did not love our faith, but merely bore it like a burden. . . . It is a basic element of the biblical message that the Lord died for all—being jealous of salvation is not Christian.
So the next time someone says the Catholic Church condemns to Hell all non-Catholics, they might be advised to read this quote.
Hard Days
Oh I wish I was an Oscar Meyer Wiener.
Cause that is what I'd really like to be.
For if I was an Oscar Meyer Wiener
Then everyone would be in love with me!
Well, I had a hard day yesterday. In a nutshell, Sonshine's teacher thought he didn't know his colors. In reality he not only knows all his colors, but also all his letters, some letters' sounds, all his shapes, left/right, can count to 10...and a whole bunch of other stuff!!
It hit me very hard that I will be spending the next several years convincing everyone else of how smart he is, because he doesn't tell anyone but me. He's very shy and his "Asperger's like" traits are mostly just coping mechanisms for that shyness. It's much easier to repeat what you say than to actually respond to you. Having been a painfully shy kid myself I can understand.
So, what do you do to relieve stress?
I break out in song.
Used to drive this one doctor I worked for crazy (not that she had far to go...)
But I mean really, here we are in the middle of a Pediatrician's office and there are kids running around, do you really want me yelling and cussing?? Cause those are the only options.
Usually, I sing either the Alphabet Song or Zip-E-Dee-Do-Dah, but today it's the Oscar Meyer Wiener song. Don't ask me why.
The most frequent reason for me to break out in song at work was when parents would call in with a question. Then ARGUE with me about my answer. I mean really, who's the nurse here? If you already knew the answer, why did you waste our time calling?
These days I break out in song frequently! It's usually to do with something either child-related or husband-related. Seeing as how we are all suffering (and I mean SUFFERING) from terrible allergies this week, songs are just echoing through the house at all times!!
So, if you ever see me singing some silly little ditty then walk quietly and quickly in the other direction.
Cause that is what I'd really like to be.
For if I was an Oscar Meyer Wiener
Then everyone would be in love with me!
Well, I had a hard day yesterday. In a nutshell, Sonshine's teacher thought he didn't know his colors. In reality he not only knows all his colors, but also all his letters, some letters' sounds, all his shapes, left/right, can count to 10...and a whole bunch of other stuff!!
It hit me very hard that I will be spending the next several years convincing everyone else of how smart he is, because he doesn't tell anyone but me. He's very shy and his "Asperger's like" traits are mostly just coping mechanisms for that shyness. It's much easier to repeat what you say than to actually respond to you. Having been a painfully shy kid myself I can understand.
So, what do you do to relieve stress?
I break out in song.
Used to drive this one doctor I worked for crazy (not that she had far to go...)
But I mean really, here we are in the middle of a Pediatrician's office and there are kids running around, do you really want me yelling and cussing?? Cause those are the only options.
Usually, I sing either the Alphabet Song or Zip-E-Dee-Do-Dah, but today it's the Oscar Meyer Wiener song. Don't ask me why.
The most frequent reason for me to break out in song at work was when parents would call in with a question. Then ARGUE with me about my answer. I mean really, who's the nurse here? If you already knew the answer, why did you waste our time calling?
These days I break out in song frequently! It's usually to do with something either child-related or husband-related. Seeing as how we are all suffering (and I mean SUFFERING) from terrible allergies this week, songs are just echoing through the house at all times!!
So, if you ever see me singing some silly little ditty then walk quietly and quickly in the other direction.
Monday, September 17, 2007
Story of my Life!
OK people, Cookie sent this to me in an email.
Now, not only am I telling you DO NOT DRINK ANY BEVERAGES WHILE LISTENING TO THIS SONG, I am also telling you MAKE SURE YOUR BLADDER IS EMPTY and also SIT ON THE FLOOR BEFORE YOU CLICK TO AVOID FALLING OUT OF YOUR CHAIR!!
Go here and listen to the song, then read my true-life story below.
My boys are chips off the old Subvet block. I want you to know.
One lovely Sunday morning I was sitting up in the choir loft and Sonshine (an infant at this time) was quietly sitting in Daddy's lap. During one of the quiet times in the service there is the wonderful sound of ghost poop echoing across the sanctuary....I RECOGNIZED IT AS MY SON'S!!
If you can recognize your child by the sound of their farts, you MIGHT be a Mommy.
Now, fast forward a couple of years and one child later.
Here we all are standing up at the alter of the church to baptize my infant Alligator. Everyone's watching and smiling, baby is flashing his show-stopping grin (yes, a crowd pleaser even at 2 months). Preacher says, "Let us pray." Every head bows,
Preacher says, "Dear Lord,"
"TTHHHBBBBBBBBTTTT!"
Oh yeah, the guest of honor just made sure to let his presence be known right there in front of (literally) God and everybody!
Oh and I should tell you that one of Sonshine's first phrases was "Good rip daddy, good rip"
Guess where he learned that!!
Now, not only am I telling you DO NOT DRINK ANY BEVERAGES WHILE LISTENING TO THIS SONG, I am also telling you MAKE SURE YOUR BLADDER IS EMPTY and also SIT ON THE FLOOR BEFORE YOU CLICK TO AVOID FALLING OUT OF YOUR CHAIR!!
Go here and listen to the song, then read my true-life story below.
My boys are chips off the old Subvet block. I want you to know.
One lovely Sunday morning I was sitting up in the choir loft and Sonshine (an infant at this time) was quietly sitting in Daddy's lap. During one of the quiet times in the service there is the wonderful sound of ghost poop echoing across the sanctuary....I RECOGNIZED IT AS MY SON'S!!
If you can recognize your child by the sound of their farts, you MIGHT be a Mommy.
Now, fast forward a couple of years and one child later.
Here we all are standing up at the alter of the church to baptize my infant Alligator. Everyone's watching and smiling, baby is flashing his show-stopping grin (yes, a crowd pleaser even at 2 months). Preacher says, "Let us pray." Every head bows,
Preacher says, "Dear Lord,"
"TTHHHBBBBBBBBTTTT!"
Oh yeah, the guest of honor just made sure to let his presence be known right there in front of (literally) God and everybody!
Oh and I should tell you that one of Sonshine's first phrases was "Good rip daddy, good rip"
Guess where he learned that!!
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