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I Accosted a Man with a Box of Tampons


Thankfully it was a friend, and done (somewhat) in good fun…there may have been a bit of frustration involved.

Here’s the back story… Read more

All Are Welcome


I found this web article today and it (finally) explains what I believe.  Please read and then come back…

No Sinners Allowed, the Battle Over the Body and Blood of Christ

Wow. What he said.

I’ve been on the ‘Catholic Church’s Sinner’ end of this and I absolutely felt I was being punished, not welcomed, by the church. Why was I considered a sinner? Because I left a verbally abusive husband and got a divorce. The verbal abuse was happening in front of my girls and I had started seeing the impact on them. I couldn’t leave for myself, but I absolutely didn’t want my girls to think that’s how a husband should treat a wife. I was told to get an Annulment…but was my marriage a mistake that shouldn’t have happened? What about my amazing daughters? And what about ‘if God leads you to it, he’ll see you through it’? It was real…and I’m a better and stronger person because of it. I was also told to go to another parish where I would be able to take communion…but why should I be able to do that, but not another person? I could go on and on.

A year and a half after my divorce, I met Tim…and we knew that God brought us together. We’ve been married over 15 years now and still love and respect each other. Actually, even more so than when we were first married.

Tim and I were married in and joined Grace Lutheran Church​ because it is where ‘all are welcome’…just as Jesus/God intended.

Moral of the story, I once thought I was brought up to be a strong Catholic, but it turned out I was brought up to be a strong Christian. A daily…seeking to be better, perfectly imperfect believer, a loved and loving sinner.

Just like everyone else.

All are welcome…

Thank you Jesus.

Amen.

Just a Bit of Schmutz


I keep writing blogs saying “I’m back!”…and then I stall.

Partly because I get busy with projects at home and when I do sit down, my brain feels like that bit of schmutz your Mother used to clean off your face when you were a child.  (Oh what I wouldn’t give for a ‘spit-shine’!)  And partly because I feel like I’ve lost my writing mojo.

I’ve had plenty of opportunities to write funny stories.  I’ve even taken pictures with the intention of using them for a story…and then, something else comes up and when I finally get to it, I have brain schmutz again.

Sigh.

I tell you what…

I’m not going to promise that I’m back.

I’m not going to tell myself – or you – that I’ll write a post every day.

I’ll just write when I feel I can…

Whenever the schmutz clears.

Have a good week everyone!

Patty O

ps…that cute little schmutz-faced kid in the picture is my youngest, Gabi, who turns 14 on Tuesday!  Happy early Birthday sweetie!  I love you!

pps…in case you’re not familiar with the term, ‘schmutz’…it’s a spot of dirt, leftover ketchup, chocolate, or whatever you’ve eaten that’s left on your face when you’re done eating.  And a ‘spit-shine’ is when your Mom would spit on a napkin or her thumb and wipe the ‘schmutz’ off your face.  Of course this is done when there’s nowhere to get water.  But trust me…nothing is as sanitary as Mom spit.  My three girls can attest to the spit-shine method.  They loved it!  (I foresee some major eye rolling when they read this.)

 

Father and Daughter, Off to School


This is my favorite ‘First Day of School’ picture.

I actually didn’t plan this shot at all.  I said my ‘Have a good day(s)!!!’, they left via the back of the house, and I headed out the front to put a card in the mailbox.  I looked up as I turned to go back in and there they were.

{Sigh}

Doesn’t this tug at your heart?

It’s especially sweet when you consider the fact that Gabi is 13.  I love the fact that she still likes walking to school with her Dad.  Well…most days.  Once winter comes, she’s not as inclined to head out as early as Tim does (when it’s -20).  I think she holds out hope that either we’ll have a heatwave in that 1/2 an hour that she waits, or that Mom will feel sorry for her and give her a ride.

Right.

We only live 3 blocks from the school.

Not happening.

There are moments that I do give her a ride.  The days that are colder than -20.  Like -30…-40, or if it’s pouring rain outside.

I know…I’m up for Mother-of-the-Year.

Hmmm…

Maybe that’s part of the reason she likes walking with her Dad.  Well…that and I’m sure they talk math and athletics on the way to school.  She is his Mini-Me after all.

{Sigh}

I sure love those two.

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I had planned on ending my blog there, however, Gabi just sent me a text from her CC Running practice…here’s the conversation:

Gabi…Mum?

Me…Yessssss?

Gabi…Can you pick me up when we’re done?

Me…Why?   (I know, I’m such a loving mother aren’t I?)

Gabi…Cause I don’t want to walk home in the rain and cause you are an amazing mother.

Me…Hahahahaha!  (That was for the buttering up.)  It’s not raining now!

Gabi…Yeah, but I will call you when we are done and then we can decide

Me…Ok

…..guess who’ll be walking home if it’s not raining! 😉

Patty O

ps…for those of you who are new to my blog…my husband is an advanced math teacher and athletic director at our high school.

 

Rewind to Day One: 219 Blog Posts and 410 Followers Ago


Just for fun…and, well, because Gabi wanted to see it, I pulled up my first blog post.

As I re-read it I laughed at myself and thought maybe I should re-post it for those of you that started following recently.   Read more

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