Laudetur Iesus Christus!
Nunc et in æternum! Amen.
I know. I know. I have basically fallen off the face of the Earth. Even when I do post, it’s not that much. Imma be honest with y’all here: I’ve been in a funk. Actually, really, it’s been more that I have had post ideas and had them formed in my mind but then when I go to put them down (when I think of it), I don’t like how they turn out. I know I have the tendency (constant tendency) to essay the pixels out of your monitors but if Imma rant I want to rant for a reason. My SD, confessor, and friends put up with my ranting tangents enough. lol
Let’s just say I need a “spiritual disk cleanup and defrag” (aka silent retreat). I can be rather picky when it comes to retreat because of some experiences I have had with them in the past. In high school, the mandated retreats were nothing but ego-fluffing 70s-style. We sat in circles and threw balls of yarn to each other naming qualities in others that we liked making a “unity web.” We sat in a circle (there is a lot of circle-sitting … blargh) and did crude self portraits on balloons. I wish I was joking. We would have prayer time where we would … you guessed it … sit in a circle and talked about our feelings about God (one time, the candle nearly caught the crucifix on fire … that would have been traumatic).
One time, we went out to a Taco Hut (Taco Bell-Pizza Hut combo) and some of the girls were late for the bus and when they were found one threw her pseudo-Mexican (I used to eat a whole Crunch Wrap Supreme combo side taco and all in two minutes flat during my Powderpuff football days) at the bus window and the guy in charge was cool with it. Yeah. No discipline at all from him. *facepalm*
So I am rather particular when it comes to retreats. I don’t like touchy-feely because HS left a nasty taste in my soul. It’s probably why I can be a bit cold sometimes and it’s probably another reason why I can be rather sarcastic sometimes.
As I usually do, I put all that in the hands of the Infant of Prague and told Him that when He wanted me to go on retreat, He would show me. Because He will. He hasn’t failed me yet and I don’t see why He would start now.
Moving on …
What have I done lately? Well, two or three weeks ago was my parish’s HUGE Spring Festival at which I am the charming Finance Secretary. I answered questions about the Festival and other sundry topics. I people-watched. I went on rides with my gaggle of altar servers that I trained (they sneak up on me, jump on my back, scream in my ear “ALLIE!!!! GO ON RIDES WITH US!!!!,” and then once I get my hearing back, we go on copious rides until they feel sick … I have a stomach of steel.). I made four fancy Rosaries that persons had ordered through my side business (I make custom Rosaries and chaplets). I played several rounds of bingo and made no money. I drank with a priest. I watched a Wings game while arrayed in all my Red Wings swag (we actually won that game!). I did some outreach with our Vicariate’s young adult group. I slept sitting up. I got to indulge my church lady-self when I set up for our midnight Mass for Festival workers (I don’t get to do that much anymore). I prayed my Office on my laptop. I also got to eat bacon on Friday (my SD gave me an alternate penance) … it’s a big deal when I eat meat on Fridays because I can be rather exacting when it comes to my Friday abstinence. Oh, and I got a delightfully awkward Festival tan on my wrists so that one can see that I was wearing a watch and a bracelet on either wrist all weekend. Hoping to even that out soon.
Now, I am just doing stuff to get ready for my upcoming semester in grad school (Pleeeeeez, God). If you could pray for me, that would be quite appreciated.
Lest this post turn into an uber post, Imma start a new one on the actual topic I wanted to write on right now.
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