Tales From The Bonny Blue House

Cruces, et confirmo te chrismate salutis

It was a wonderful day, our Erin shone with the grace of the Holy Spirit. Thank God for Bishop William Murphy, the only Bishop in New York State who confirms children in the Latin Rite. We are very blessed here.

Boy

All before 9:30 am.  

{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. Hosted by the always inspiring Amanda Soule.

17

He would be seventeen today. My first Mother's Day gift. 

We miss him.

 

{pretty, happy, funny, real}

I've never joined the mothers and daughters at Like Mother, Like Daughter for their Thursday link up but I am a HUGE fan of the blog so I think it's about time.

Pretty....

The dopey meter isn't pretty but I am absurdly happy about my mulch.  I have been after my husband for years to let me order a few yards of mulch and spread it in the front flower beds but he is mulch resistant for some reason. He thinks it's good for the kids to weed. I do to except they don't actually get around to it much.  So this year he caved and I ordered. It's so neat and clean looking and smells all woodsy.

I include this under pretty because to me it is, but it's also a little funny. St. Francis refuses to stay upright. Dave wants to know what I give him to drink since I right him every morning and he's listing to the left by late afternoon.

That is my beloved pink peony bush. Some years it's a bit of a dud and other years it blooms riotously. On those years we usually get a violent nor'easter ten minutes after it blooms.  I'll show you pictures when it pops, usually in early June.

 

Happy...

This was an evening trip to the library on Tuesday. Sans little people. They were happy, I was happy and the librarians were happy enough to forgive a large chunk of fines I owed.

Funny....

She was breaking her own pogo record of over three hundred hops. Maybe I'm the only one who thinks it's funny but the wacky helmet on Kevin (it does fit, it's just got style, I'm told) and the weird pogo pose just sums us up around here. We go our way.

Real.....

This is not our pool rather our sandbox. Which shows just how much rain we've had these last few weeks.  This glorious mess leads to this scene

Several. Times. A. Day.

Much laundry. It doesn't get realer than that.

(Linking up with Leila and Rosie)

It's the modesty thing again...

I’m on the hunt for a confirmation dress and it’s been a bit of a nightmare. My lovely 13-year-old daughter is being confirmed in the Latin Rite in late May and I am old school enough to think that girls should wear a white dress on their confirmation day and it should cover more than it reveals. Crazy, I am, just crazy to think that 13-year-olds in church should not be strapless. Even under a gown. I’ll go one better and openly declare that no one, even brides, should be strapless in church.

Read the rest here...

Reiki, not for Catholics

"In March of 2009 the United States Conference of Catholic Bishops issued a document declaring the practice of Reiki (pronounced RAY kee) incompatible with Christian teaching and scientific evidence and therefore inappropriate for Catholic institutions to promote or support."

Read all about it here.....

{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. Hosted by the always inspiring Amanda Soule.

Just breathe

This morning, on one of my typical harried, pre-8am trips to the grocery store I spotted bunches of dried lavendar for $5. I smelled the heady scent as I was propelling my cart through the store at break-neck speed. The smell made me stop a moment and linger in te flower department. 

I splurged on the lavendar and put it in a jar near the front door. As soon as you walk in the lovely smell greets and begs you to stop and breathe. 

A gentle reminder I often need.

Happy Birthday Papa!

"I am facing the final leg of the path of my life and I don't know what's ahead," Benedict said in his homily. "I know though that God's light is there ... and that his light is stronger than every darkness."

God bless our Holy Father.