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So tomorrow, there is going to be a mass for my husband's cousin who died last year from injuries sustained from a motorcycle accident. Her mother is my husband's only remaining aunt (the last of her generation). We figured we should go-not because of his cousin but to be there for his aunt. I have two issues-1. I am not Catholic and never have been. My husband is a recovering Catholic and I am a recovering Catholic-lite (AKA Episcopal). 2. It is going to be in Spanish and I don't speak a word of Spanish-well, actually I do speak a couple of words-Pina Colada por favor-followed by Donde esta el bano. Somehow I sincerely doubt those words will come up in tomorrow's mass. A couple of weeks ago, I bought myself a new toy-an Amazon Fire that I have been playing games on. It would probably be too rude to play during the mass.
My sister told me to tell her if the church burns down after I enter it.
Cat
Well I know more Spanish than you do because I can ask for cerveza.
Don't worry about the fire. Our Episcopal deacon had a memorial service for her mother and her Wiccan best friend came to our church basement to wait for the food delivery afterward. Nothing happened.
Well I know more Spanish than you do because I can ask for cerveza.
Don't worry about the fire. Our Episcopal deacon had a memorial service for her mother and her Wiccan best friend came to our church basement to wait for the food delivery afterward. Nothing happened.
The service was pretty much like the Catholic-lite. The only thing was the language and the hymns had a Caribbean beat to them. But, man did that priest go on and on and on. Towards the end of the service when he was supposed to give the announcements, he actually went into another sermon. (Well, I was told by my SIL who speaks fluent.) It lasted TWO HOURS!!!! Even my SIL said that she has never seen a two hour service. I have-my mother's memorial service. Yup, that was Catholic-lite.
The service was pretty much like the Catholic-lite. The only thing was the language and the hymns had a Caribbean beat to them. But, man did that priest go on and on and on. Towards the end of the service when he was supposed to give the announcements, he actually went into another sermon. (Well, I was told by my SIL who speaks fluent.) It lasted TWO HOURS!!!! Even my SIL said that she has never seen a two hour service. I have-my mother's memorial service. Yup, that was Catholic-lite.
Cat
I couldn't sit through that.
My Catholic-Lite priest does five-minute sermons, and no matter how they start, they are always the same: Love God and love your neighbor, and you show you love God by loving your neighbor, helping those in need, standing up for those who are on the fringes of society, working for social justice, etc. The End.
Then we re-enact a first-century execution by having a dry wafer and a sip of wine because we are people who need our rituals, dammit, followed by coffee and whatnot. It's not for everyone, but it works for me.
My Catholic-Lite priest does five-minute sermons, and no matter how they start, they are always the same: Love God and love your neighbor, and you show you love God by loving your neighbor, helping those in need, standing up for those who are on the fringes of society, working for social justice, etc. The End.
Then we re-enact a first-century execution by having a dry wafer and a sip of wine because we are people who need our rituals, dammit, followed by coffee and whatnot. It's not for everyone, but it works for me.
My Mom used to get so mad at me when I was a kid cause I would grab several crackers and 2 or 3 juices like a meal.
''Wait till we get home, your father will deal with you.''
My Mom used to get so mad at me when I was a kid cause I would grab several crackers and 2 or 3 juices like a meal.
''Wait till we get home, your father will deal with you.''
If a little is good, why not a lot?
Yeah, they always want the chalice back before I have finished the wine!
My outdoor thermometer bottomed out last night at -40.
This morning it's all the way up to -23F but I awoke to find my hot water pipes are frozen for the first time since I moved here. Fortunately, the cold ones are ok so I can make coffee.
Walking on the wooden deck makes for loud cracks and pops, like the wood is going to snap. And the snow squeaks with every step. During the night I could hear the occasional cracking tree limb.
I do believe last night was the coldest I've ever experienced in my 64 years on the planet.
My outdoor thermometer bottomed out last night at -40.
This morning it's all the way up to -23F but I awoke to find my hot water pipes are frozen for the first time since I moved here. Fortunately, the cold ones are ok so I can make coffee.
Walking on the wooden deck makes for loud cracks and pops, like the wood is going to snap. And the snow squeaks with every step. During the night I could hear the occasional cracking tree limb.
I do believe last night was the coldest I've ever experienced in my 64 years on the planet.
Kewl.
I've been in -40 several times before; it's very common in Saskatchewan, and we make a trip over there every year or so to see family.
We even manage (occasionally) to get outside when it warms to tolerable levels.
I hate to say that where I am, today we did some walking and almost got heat stroke. We will probably go to the beach on Tuesday.
Cat
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