Babies can’t even swallow pills

Recently I was in the pharmacy section of my local Walgreen’s shopping for baby aspirin. I browsed the aisle with the normal aspirin. I looked through the section specifically for babies. No “baby aspirin” to be found anywhere.

As I paced the aisles scanning each shelf, hoping maybe I just missed it the first time around, I kept thinking, ‘Babies can’t even swallow pills!’

I finally grew frustrated enough to ask the pharmacist for help. When I expressed my confusion about where the pills were and the logistics of babies swallowing pills, he snarkily pointed me to the pills and reminded me that they don’t put dog in hot dogs either.

Apparently “baby” means low dose. These are the kinds of things I think a 30 year old woman should know.

As I left the store with my baby aspirin in hand, I couldn’t help but laugh at the pharmacist’s response. Because who knows what they actually put in hot dogs?!? #mysterymeat

5 TV Shows I Know I Shouldn’t Watch, But Do Anyway

It’s been so long since I last blogged, I forgot the password to log on to my own website. Tsk tsk.

I’d like to excuse myself from this blogging hiatus by saying I’ve been super busy, but I’m always up to my ears in busy so that excuse is lame. So I shall give no excuse and just get on with this post.

One of my doctors recently told me I need to stop thinking so much. Still trying to figure out exactly what that means, btw. (More with the thinking!) At any rate, I figured a good solution would be to use what little free time I have to sit on the couch and crochet while I watch mindless television. And that is what gave me the idea for this post.

Without further rambling, in no particular order, I give you five TV shows I know I shouldn’t watch, but do anyway.

1. My Big Fat Gypsy Wedding

This program follows Gypsy families as their sons and daughters prepare for marriage. When the show first aired, it focused on Irish Travelers in Europe. Now they’ve branched out to include American Gypsies. I like this show because they have very exotic, loud wedding dresses with lots of bling and poof and WOW are they unique.

Why shouldn’t I watch it? It has turned into Jerry Springer, complete with baby daddies and fist fights.

2. Million Dollar Listing

Real estate agents in New York City compete for and sell the most luxurious properties in the city. And there’s lots o’ drama. I enjoy this show for the same reason I like all the other real estate shows. I’m nosey and I like to see the inside of other people’s houses. Maybe if I said I like to see how they decorate their houses it would sound less creepy? Yes? Let’s go with that then.

Why shouldn’t I watch this show? It, too, is drama central. The agents are always back stabbing each other and doing whatever they can to climb to the top. Even though it pretends to be about real estate, it feels more like a soap opera, and we all know most soap operas are garbage. With the exception of Passions of course, I’m still mourning the end of that show.

3. The AM News

I watch the morning news because I want three things: 1) the weather, 2) the traffic, and 3) the top 5 major news stories. But is that what I normally get from watching the news? No. I get celebrity gossip and sports and anchors behaving badly.

Why shouldn’t I watch the news? Most days that I watch it, I walk away feeling annoyed, like I’ve wasted 15 minutes of my life I can never get back. This, from the woman who records and watches My Big Fat Gypsy Wedding!

4. 19 Kids & Counting

The title of this show says it all. Kids everywhere. I enjoy this show because 1) I love kids, and 2) they’re super faithful Christians, though I’m not sure exactly what brand of Christianity they practice.

Why shouldn’t I watch this show? It makes me a little jealous. I’m not saying I want to have 19 children, but I’d be thrilled to pieces to have a big family one day.

5. Holmes on Homes

Holmes on Homes is about a contractor in Canada who helps people fix their homes after they are messed up by really crappy contractors.

Why shouldn’t I watch this? I’m not sure I will ever be able to trust a contractor to do work on our house. I’m convinced at least 75% of them are crooks, which surely can’t be the case. And I’m going to be very weary the next time we purchase a home because of all the stuff I’ve learned that can be done wrong. The number one lesson I’ve learned is that cities require permits and inspections to protect people from bad contractors who take unsafe shortcuts to make an extra buck. Before, I always thought it was just another cash cow for the city. We had a contractor come give us an estimate on our basement and he proposed we skip the permits to save some money. And then I promptly showed him the door.

 

Maybe instead of a blogging break, I should have broken up with TV. I gave up TV one year during Lent and it was the most productive time of my life.

What TV shows do you watch that you know you shouldn’t?

 

 

My Favorite April Fool’s Day Joke

I don’t really care for April Fool’s Day jokes.

Among the few funny jokes, there are countless more that are insensitive, mean, and just plain cruel. However, I have participated a time or two, and my husband always tells jokes or conducts pranks that are pretty harmless and hilarious.

My favorite joke

In April of 2004, while we were newly dating, my boyfriend (now husband) and I played an April Fool’s Day joke on my Mom.

6 months of dating

(Pic above is of Mark and I on our 6 month dating anniversary. Yes, we celebrated that milestone. Don’t judge.)

We called her on speakerphone and told her that after dating long distance for 6 short months, we were engaged. In hindsight, seeing as how much I really love(d) my boyfriend, I probably shouldn’t have had the phone on speaker for him to hear her reaction. I was expecting her to flip out – to tell us we were too young at 20 years old and to slow things down.

Instead, she was so happy that she cried. My jaw hit the floor. We were both shocked. I guess my Mom knew that Mark was the only one for me even before I did.

This is my favorite April Fool’s joke by far. Though I feel terrible for getting my Mom’s hopes up like that, I think she’ll agree it all worked out ok. And that was the moment I knew how much my Mom loved Mark. I never had to wonder if she would be happy when he eventually did propose a year and a half later.

Engagement in 2005

(Shortly after our engagement in 2005.)

What is your favorite April Fool’s Day joke?

 

7 Quick Takes Friday (vol. 21)

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This week’s 7QT features my husband’s 30th birthday party. It was a poker theme.

Poker Table

We fit nearly 50 people in our house! Most of the guys were in the basement for the poker tournament and the ladies were upstairs chatting. The only time it ever felt really crowded to me was when everyone piled into the basement to sing Mark happy birthday. He blew out one candle on a chocolate and peanut butter Reese’s cupcake. Reese’s are his favorite candy, so I was super excited to make those cupcakes for his birthday.

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Here is my handsome guy, mid-game. Some of his friends made this cool poker table and kindly brought it over for the party.

Poker Party

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Praying for a win?

Poker Party

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I spent a good portion of the evening calling my husband middle-aged. Just returning the favor, since he did the same to me on my 30th a few months ago. But I hope we’re both blessed to live until we’re much older than 60!

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Here’s a shot of my oldest younger sister and I. Her and my brother-in-law drove in from Indiana to celebrate with us, and they also brought two of my littlest sisters. I seriously couldn’t have hosted this party without all of their help!

sisters

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This is a head of lettuce with caprese skewers. Ever since I saw the caterers do this for an event we hosted at work, I’ve done it for every party we’ve hosted. People are always so impressed by it, and it is super easy!

caprese skewers

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A big thank you to everyone who came to celebrate Mark! I’m so thankful for the opportunity to show my husband how special he is to me and to so many other people. He deserves a party everyday, but based on how much we slept on Sunday after everyone left, I don’t think either of us could handle that. He and I were both feeling every bit of that 30 years the next day.

For more Quick Takes, visit Conversion Diary!

Have a great weekend! :)

 

An open letter to women who have left the Catholic Church

We want to invite you to come talk with us, and we are excited to meet you! Just like you, we are daughters, sisters, wives, and mothers; students, professionals, and stay-at-home moms. We are teenagers, 20-somethings, 30-somethings, and beyond. We are from many walks of life and from diverse backgrounds, but we share a common faith – one we want to invite you to revisit.

Some of us have been away from the Church, and by one way or another we’ve come back. Some of us never left – but that doesn’t mean we’ve never questioned nor been confused. Some of us were raised outside of the Church, and made the decision to join as adults. In one way or another, each one of us has come to know and love Christ in the Catholic Church – and in keeping with Pope Francis’ request we want to share that love and joy with you.

 

Pope Francis Quote

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Being Catholic isn’t easy, and we’ll be the first to tell you that we aren’t perfect; we have many planks in our own eyes to worry about. Our faith embraces paradoxes, challenges our culture’s values, and makes us feel uncomfortable when we are called to examine our actions and our motivations. But – as you already know – just because something is challenging does not mean it is not worthwhile.

We know that you are intelligent and capable. We believe that you deserve answers to your questions, and explanations for the teachings with which you’re struggling. We’ve all struggled with various aspects of our faith, but we aren’t here to judge or condemn you. We simply want to listen to what you’re feeling. We want to understand what is making you uncertain about being part of our Catholic faith. We want to help you find the answers and explanations that helped bring us home. We want to meet you, we want to hear about your experience, and most importantly, we want to invite you back.

Feel free to email any of us with questions or concerns you may have about the Church, her teachings, or what reversion means. If you’re not ready to bare your soul to complete strangers, we’d love to direct you to sites that helped us (and still help us) as we discerned our calling in life.

Wherever you are, whatever you believe, know that we are praying for you. You are our sister – another woman navigating a challenging world. We look forward to talking with you!

 

In The Peace and Love of Christ,

The members of #cathsorority

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Treats & Sacrifices

Paczki Day

Today is Paczki Day in these parts.

I first learned about this tradition when my college roomie brought some of the girls in our dorm paczkis, delicious jelly and custard filled pastries, on Fat Tuesday my freshman year of college. Since then, after moving to Chicago and marrying into a Polish family, I’ve participated every year by eating at least one paczki. It is a holiday dedicated to eating pastries. What’s not to like?

Thanks to a coworker, today I had 1/2 of one with custard filling and 1/2 of one with strawberry because I couldn’t decide which I wanted more.

These delicious treats are a reminder that Lent is fast approaching. As in it starts tomorrow. I’m still struggling to discern what practices I’ll be giving up and adding during Lent. Normally I like to give something up, and add a new spiritual practice. I’m really stumped this year.

Prayers that I choose things that will be true sacrifices/a benefit to my spiritual life would be much appreciated! Suggestions welcome.

The Big Purse Dump: The Black Hole

Jumping on The Big Purse Dump bandwagon, hosted by Catholic All Year. Because I know you’re all dying to know what’s inside my purse today. No? I’ll continue anyway…

My husband refers to my purse as “the black hole.” It doesn’t matter if I’m using a wristlet or a huge bag, I always have to dig for things.

 

My Purse

 

My current purse (pictured above) is a fabulous bag gifted to me by my awesome in-laws. I’m loving the funky snake skin pattern, the long and short handles, and the width. It fits perfectly on my lap without hanging over on the sides like some of my larger bags, which is great for being out to lunch and not wanting to have your purse hanging on the back of your chair for all to see/access.

 

Inside My Purse

What’s inside?

1) iPad Mini & Headphones: The iPad Mini is my lifeline for work. I use it constantly, and I love the way it fits in most of my purses unlike the bigger iPad. The headphones were a Christmas gift from Mark a few years ago. He chose that pair because the insides of my ears are tiny and these were some of the only ones that fit. (I’ve been looking for those category goes to the headphones.)

2) Wallet: Where I keep my 9,000 loyalty cards, but never any cash.

3) Mini Deck of Cards: Because you never know when you’ll accidentally board the quiet car on the train with a 7 year old and need to keep her occupied. (Happened with my baby sis and they came in so handy!) Also, Mark and I have been playing a game of Rummy since April of 2003, so I like to have cards on me in case we get a chance to play. We’re nearing 14,000 points each, and our goal is to make it to one million before we leave this earth.

4) Decaf Green Tea: I gave up caffeine a while back for health reasons, and this tea has seen me through some very cold days this winter. Sometimes I just want something warm to hold and drink! (Wow, I really have a lot of these category goes to the tea. I only pictured one, but there were lots.)

5) Hand Lotion: This stuff works. My hands go from cracked and bleeding to a-ok after just a few applications.

6) Mini Composition Notebook: My Aunt Sandy gave me this to jot ideas down for my sisters bridal shower last year, and I keep it in my purse because I think it is adorable. All things mini are my fav.

7) The bag within the bag: This is where I hide things I don’t want floating around loosely in my purse. Right now it contains: tissue, eye drops, feminine products, Altoids, nail file, bobby pins, hair tie, oil blotting sheets, toothbrush, travel-size perfume, lipstick, Advil, Sudafed, and Cold-Eeze. (Huh, THAT shouldn’t be in there goes to all of the bobby pins. I very rarely use them, and there were a ton!)

8) Treasury of Prayer Book: My sister Gabrielle gave this to me a few Christmases ago. I keep it in my purse and pull it out when I need to pray, but I can’t find the right words.

9) Rosary: Mark gave me this wooden rosary for Christmas a while back. It’s beautiful, and I keep it in the little pouch it came in so it doesn’t get tangled up with everything else. (It’s my favorite thing in here category goes to the rosary.)

10) Hairbrush: Really old, probably enough hair in that bad boy to knit a sweater. But hey, it still works.

11) Business Card Holder: For meeting strangers at networking events. It gives me something to do with my hands while trying not to be super awkward. Those types of events are not my cup of tea.

Not pictured: Receipts galore. Phone. (I use my phone as a camera, so I couldn’t take a picture of my phone with my phone.)

Cherish no grudge

At Mass last Sunday, this was the first reading:

The LORD said to Moses,
“Speak to the whole Israelite community and tell them:
Be holy, for I, the LORD, your God, am holy.

“You shall not bear hatred for your brother or sister in your heart.
Though you may have to reprove your fellow citizen,
do not incur sin because of him.
Take no revenge and cherish no grudge against any of your people.
You shall love your neighbor as yourself.
I am the LORD.”

lv 19:1-2, 17-18

While I’ve received the call to “love your neighbor” loud and clear every time I’ve heard and read this passage before, there was a different message that stood out this week.

“…cherish no grudge against any of your people.”

Cherish no grudge. I never considered a person could “cherish” holding a grudge and yet when I heard the lector read that phrase, the words touched me in a way that only the truth can. Sometimes it is more comfortable to cling tightly to a grudge and its predictability than to let it go or to seek reconciliation and make yourself vulnerable to more pain.

Not that I look to Hollywood as a beacon of realistic consequences, but so many of the television shows and movies featuring revenge highlight what a dead end it is to hold on to anger and resentment. It never fails, after the individual achieves whatever revenge he was seeking, like say avenging someone’s death, he ends up empty and alone. And then doesn’t know what to do with the rest of his life because seeking revenge and holding on to the grudge was all consuming.

“Holding onto anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die.” – Anonymous

Have you ever cherished a grudge? How did holding onto it impact you?

I can never stay angry at someone for long or I end up making myself sick over it, complete with physical symptoms. Not fun or worth it, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t a challenge to let go of past hurts. One thing that always helps me is thinking about the phrase we say during the Our Father.

“Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who those who trespass against us.”

I prefer God immediately forgive and forget all of my wrongdoings. Whenever I catch myself holding onto something, I ask myself if I’d want God to do the same to me.

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