I’m sure lots of other Catholics went around yesterday, as I did, in a melancholy mood. I really lost it and started weeping around 2 pm. I’ve never spent so much time on Twitter before. I felt so alone, just the girls and me at home . . . and the pope gone. Reading all the tweets and blog posts from other Catholics helped me feel a little less adrift.
I remember when Benedict XVI was elected. I was at law school and a t.v. was placed in the building’s central atrium. A big crowd was watching, and several people sighed in disgust and stomped away when the selection was announced. My friend and I smiled to each other and cheered. I thought of my sister Lizzie and her friends who were right there in St. Peter’s Square at the time.
Did you know you can spiritually adopt a cardinal and pray for him as he elects a new pope? The site is here. Their server is overloaded as I write this but hopefully it will be back up soon. I first read about it on Katie’s blog. I thought about whom I would “adopt” and Cardinal Timothy Dolan of New York automatically came to mind. Then I thought, “Nah, I’m sure lots of people already have picked him.” Turns out, the site selects “your” cardinal for you at random and I got . . . Dolan!
On to lighter matters: Did anyone not watch Oscars, like me? Anyone else go online the next morning to check, not the award-winners, but the gowns?
Trena yawned, but I was impressed by all the 1940s and 50s glam. So much classiness. Modesty, even. Just tack some one-inch ribbon on those strapless numbers and you’d swear you were at a Christendom College formal!
Okay, so maybe you’d need some pasties too.
The only nominated movie I saw, anyway, was Les Mis. Anne Hathaway won for her role in it, so there must be some sanity left in Hollywood . . . some. I’m happy Jennifer Lawrence won an award, too. At least I think I am. I haven’t actually seen the film she won the award for, but she was so great in Winter’s Bone and The Hunger Games.
We have major teeth issues in this household. Pat got a tooth removed on Monday, finally, after two failed root canals. Turns out it was all infected and he had a friggin’ cyst up there, which was smooshing his sinus. That explains the little *ahem* halitosis issues we were experiencing, not to mention the mouth breathing. (Not that I”m peevish or anything. Oh no.)
Pat saved his tooth (now cracked into three pieces). I’m going to put it in a jar and keep it in the bathroom as a reminder to the girls that they need to take care of their teeth. Anyone know what kind of solution to use to preserve teeth??
To make up for the tooth Pat lost, Girl 2 is generously working on popping out a molar. She woke up screaming every two hours last night. The screaming really gets to me.
Silly Girl 2: she already has more teeth than she can handle. She lunged forward in her booster seat this morning, tipping her chair over and falling flat on her face. She split open her inner top lip and got a little nose bleed. Blood was gushing everywhere. Poor baby. As I comforted Girl 2 and got her cleaned up, Girl 1 would come by to see what was going on. As soon as she saw blood, though, she would run away explaining, “The blood makes me sad.”
Once Girl 2 was finally feeling better, she toddled out of my sight for 2.5 seconds and I found her taking a nice, relaxing, recuperative fishing trip . . . in the toilet!
Fortunately, McDonald’s Fish Bites and Shamrock shakes make a delicious, nutritious Lenten lunch for overwhelmed moms.
I’m trying to add some exercise to my life. Sometimes I make it to the gym in the morning. Some days I go for a walk/job around the neighborhood. When that doesn’t work, I set the girls to work in the sandbox and take a jaunt around . .. the back yard . .. all 0.1 acres of it. Around and around and around. I used the Map My Walk app for iPhone, and this is what my route looks like:
NYC marathon, here I come!
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