<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605</id><updated>2011-07-07T19:05:48.934-04:00</updated><category term='Photos'/><category term='PE Chapel'/><category term='Notre Dame'/><category term='Devotions'/><category term='Daybook'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='Movies'/><title type='text'>But I Digress...</title><subtitle type='html'>The thoughts, ideas, findings, and fancies of a Catholic student at Our Lady's University.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>285</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-8441298199631428952</id><published>2009-07-07T23:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T10:50:29.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth, Charity, and...Tourism?</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;     /* default css */  table {   font-size: 1em;   line-height: inherit;   border-collapse: collapse; }   tr {      text-align: left;    }   div, address, ol, ul, li, option, select {   margin-top: 0px;   margin-bottom: 0px; }  p {   margin: 0px; }   pre {   font-family: Courier New;   white-space: pre-wrap;   margin:0; }  body {   margin: 6px;   padding: 0px;   font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;   font-size: 10pt;   background-color: #ffffff; }   img {   -moz-force-broken-image-icon: 1; }  @media screen {   html.pageview {     background-color: #f3f3f3 !important;   }        body {     min-height: 1100px;          counter-reset: __goog_page__;   }   * html body {     height: 1100px;   }   .pageview body {     border-top: 1px solid #ccc;     border-left: 1px solid #ccc;     border-right: 2px solid #bbb;     border-bottom: 2px solid #bbb;     width: 648px !important;     margin: 15px auto 25px;     padding: 40px 50px;   }   /* IE6 */   * html {     overflow-y: scroll;   }   * html.pageview body {     overflow-x: auto;   }   /* Prevent repaint errors when scrolling in Safari. 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Under  the umbrella of putting the Truth back in our Charity, Pope Benedict touches on  environmentalism, terrorism, globalization, labor outsourcing, the Mexico City  Policy (not by name, but pretty clearly, nonetheless), and even international  tourism.  Rather than consisting solely of general reflections and teaching on  the balance of truth and charity (which is mainly what I expected to find), the  encyclical jumps around to numerous specific social issues of our time, tracing  them back to a lack of truth in our charity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;All of the issues mentioned are discussed in the  light of "development", which is the name of the game here (the word is used 247  times in 43 pages).  Some of the other often-used phrases include  "globalization" (27 times), "(economic) crisis" (15 times), welfare (11 times),  and the "dignity of persons/the individual/the worker/work" (10 times).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;One of the themes of this writing is the need for  the supernatural in human life.  The "perspective of eternal life", as Benedict  calls it, is what makes man aspire to something beyond material wealth.  "Humanity," he writes, "thus loses the courage to be at the service of higher  goods." (11)  He assures us that "Man is not a lost atom in a random universe;  he is God's creature, whom God chose to endow with an immortal soul and whom he  has always loved." (29)  He also expresses the need for God in public life,  writing that "practical atheism", promoted by the State, "deprives its citizens  of the moral and spiritual strength that is indispensible for attaining integral  human development..." (29)  Finally, he addresses the need for the supernatural  in the realm of science, writing that when the scientist rules out the  possibility of transcendence, he does not solve his problems.  Rather, he finds  himself only with more, deeper questions. (74)  He encourages us not to attempt  to explain everything based on reason, instead telling us, "In every truth there  is something more than we would have expected, in the love that we receive there  is always an element that surprises us.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We should never cease to marvel at  these things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;" (77 -emphasis mine) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Pope Benedict also mentions our old friends Faith  and Reason, as well as mentioning the Church's relevance and place in the modern  world.  Rather than contributing to the scientific or political advances of the  world, she rather is concerned with helping society through "examin[ing] the  signs of the times and interpret[ing] them", and sharing the truth. (9, 18)   Faith and reason, as has been written and said so many times before, enrich one  another and are mutually necessary: "Reason always stands in need of being  purified by faith: this also holds true for political reason, which must not  consider itself omnipotent.  For its part, religion always needs to be purified  by reason in order to show its authentically human face." (56)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;One of the Pope's favorite themes gets brief  mention, too, when he mentions that there is not a rupture between the pre- and  -postconciliar social teachings of the Church.   "On the contrary," he writes,  "there is a single teaching, consistent and at the the same time ever  new....Coherence does not mean a closed system: on the contrary, it means  dynamic faithfulness to a light received." (12)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;And now, in case you're wondering what the Pope  did in fact have to say about the social issues of our time, here's (quite) a  few soundbites.  I've tried mightily not to take them out of context.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Globalization:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"The risk for our time is that  the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;de facto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;interdependence of people and nations is not matched by  ethical interaction of consciences and minds that would give rise to truly human  development." (9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;False Messianism: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"The 'types of messianism which give promises but  create illusions' (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;PP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, 11) always build their case on a denial of the  transcendent dimension of development, in the conviction that it lies entirely  at their disposal." (17)  I don't know about you, but I definitely thought of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="bthg" title="this guy" href="http://obamamessiah.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;this  guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Outsourcing and Social Security: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"The market has prompted new forms of competition  between States as they seek to attract foreign businesses to set up production  centres....These processes have led to a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;downsizing of social security  systems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; as the price to be paid for seeking greater competitive advantage in  the global market, with consequent grave danger for the rights of workers, for  fundamental human rights and for the solidarity associated with the traditional  forms of the social State." (25)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Unions: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"Through the  combination of social and economic change, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;trade union  organizations &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;experience greater difficulty in carrying  out their task of representing the interests of workers, partly because  Governments, for reasons of economic utility, often limit the freedom or the  negotiating capacity of labour unions. Hence traditional networks of solidarity  have more and more obstacles to overcome. The repeated calls issued within the  Church's social doctrine, beginning with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Rerum Novarum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, for the promotion of workers'  associations that can defend their rights must therefore be honoured today even  more than in the past." (25)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Welfare: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"Being out of work  or dependent on public or private assistance for a prolonged period undermines  the freedom and creativity of the person and his family and social  relationships, causing great psychological and spiritual suffering. I would like  to remind everyone, especially governments engaged in boosting the world's  economic and social assets, that the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; primary capital to  be safeguarded and valued is man, the human person in his or her  integrity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;: “Man is the source, the focus and the aim of  all economic and social life'." (25)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Abortion Policies/Promotion:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In economically developed countries,  legislation contrary to life is very widespread, and it has already shaped moral  attitudes and praxis, contributing to the spread of an anti-birth mentality;  frequent attempts are made to export this mentality to other States as if it  were a form of cultural progress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Some  non-governmental Organizations work actively to spread abortion, at times  promoting the practice of sterilization in poor countries, in some cases not  even informing the women concerned. Moreover, there is reason to suspect that  development aid is sometimes linked to specific health-care policies which de  facto involve the imposition of strong birth control measures. Further grounds  for concern are laws permitting euthanasia as well as pressure from lobby  groups, nationally and internationally, in favour of its juridical recognition."  (28)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Market: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"Economy and finance, as instruments, can be used badly when those at the  helm are motivated by purely selfish ends. Instruments that are good in  themselves can thereby be transformed into harmful ones. But it is man's  darkened reason that produces these consequences, not the  instrument&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; per se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;. Therefore it  is not the instrument that must be called to account, but individuals, their  moral conscience and their personal and social responsibility."  (36)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Population Control: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"To consider  population increase as the primary cause of underdevelopment is mistaken, even  from an economic point of view...nor can sex education be  reduced to technical instruction aimed solely at protecting the interested  parties from possible disease or the “risk” of procreation. This would be to  impoverish and disregard the deeper meaning of sexuality, a meaning which needs  to be acknowledged and responsibly appropriated not only by individuals but also  by the community. It is irresponsible to view sexuality merely as a source of  pleasure, and likewise to regulate it through strategies of mandatory birth  control....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Against such  policies, there is a need to defend the primary competence of the family in the  area of sexuality, as opposed to the State and its restrictive policies, and to  ensure that parents are suitably prepared to undertake their responsibilities."  (44)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Environment: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When  nature, including the human being, is viewed as the result of mere chance or  evolutionary determinism, our sense of responsibility wanes. In nature, the  believer recognizes the wonderful result of God's creative activity, which we  may use responsibly to satisfy our legitimate needs, material or otherwise,  while respecting the intrinsic balance of creation. If this vision is lost, we  end up either considering nature an untouchable taboo or, on the contrary,  abusing it." (48)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Alternative Energy: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"The technologically advanced societies can and must lower their domestic  energy consumption, either through an evolution in manufacturing methods or  through greater ecological sensitivity among their citizens. It should be added  that at present it is possible to achieve improved energy efficiency while at  the same time encouraging research into alternative forms of energy. What is  also needed, though, is a worldwide redistribution of energy resources, so that  countries lacking those resources can have access to them."  (49)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Connection of "Life Issues" to Environmentalism: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"If there is a lack of respect for the  right to life and to a natural death, if human conception, gestation and birth  are made artificial, if human embryos are sacrificed to research, the conscience  of society ends up losing the concept of human ecology and, along with it, that  of environmental ecology. It is contradictory to insist that future generations  respect the natural environment when our educational systems and laws do not  help them to respect themselves." (51) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Consumerism: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"It is good for people to realize that purchasing is  always a moral — and not simply economic — act." (66)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The U.N.: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;(I'm just including the  whole paragraph, since I'm not sure I entirely grasp what he's getting at here.   Someone who knows more is more than welcome to enlighten me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt; "In the face of  the unrelenting growth of global interdependence, there is a strongly felt need,  even in the midst of a global recession, for a reform of the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt; United Nations Organization&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;, and likewise  of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;economic institutions and international  finance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;, so that the concept of the family of nations  can acquire real teeth. One also senses the urgent need to find innovative ways  of implementing the principle of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;responsibility to  protect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;and of giving poorer  nations an effective voice in shared decision-making. This seems necessary in  order to arrive at a political, juridical and economic order which can increase  and give direction to international cooperation for the development of all  peoples in solidarity. To manage the global economy; to revive economies hit by  the crisis; to avoid any deterioration of the present crisis and the greater  imbalances that would result; to bring about integral and timely disarmament,  food security and peace; to guarantee the protection of the environment and to  regulate migration: for all this, there is urgent need of a true world political  authority,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt; as my predecessor Blessed John XXIII  indicated some years ago. Such an authority would need to be regulated by law,  to observe consistently the principles of subsidiarity and solidarity, to seek  to establish the common good, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt; to  make a commitment to securing authentic integral human development inspired by  the values of charity in truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;. Furthermore, such an  authority would need to be universally recognized and to be vested with the  effective power to ensure security for all, regard for justice, and respect for  rights. Obviously it would have to have the authority to  ensure compliance with its decisions from all parties, and also with the  coordinated measures adopted in various international forums. Without this,  despite the great progress accomplished in various sectors, international law  would risk being conditioned by the balance of power among the strongest  nations. The integral development of peoples and international cooperation  require the establishment of a greater degree of international ordering, marked  by subsidiarity, for the management of globalization. They  also require the construction of a social order that at last conforms to the  moral order, to the interconnection between moral and social spheres, and to the  link between politics and the economic and civil spheres, as envisaged by the  Charter of the United Nations." (67)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Media (sorta):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;"What is astonishing is the arbitrary and selective determination of what  to put forward today as worthy of respect. Insignificant matters are considered  shocking, yet unprecedented injustices seem to be widely tolerated."  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Lee Piche.  I'll admit that I've always had a particular affection for the Cathedral, but it was a beautiful Mass by any standards.  By my count, there were 15 bishops there (representing 4 out of 6 MN dioceses, and several out-of-state), and enough Knights of Columbus to line both sides of the entire main aisle (side note: who knew that Knights came in so many colors?  Red, white, yellow, green, purple...).  Archbishop Nienstedt, as usual, started and ended his homily by singing  the chorus of a hymn ("We Have Been Told" in this case), and in between, reminded Bishop Piche of the life of service on which he's embarking as he enters the fullness of his vocation.  Clocking in at 2hr40min, this was definitely one of the longest Masses I've ever been to, and the Cathedral was so packed that it got a little stifling at times, but the time flew by...in a prayerful kind of way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;As usual, I was most interested in the music (it didn't hurt that we couldn't actually see anything...), and it didn't disappoint.  Given how many pieces there were, I was fully expecting to grit my teeth through one or two pieces, but it didn't ever come to that.  The Cathedral Choir was joined by choirs from the parishes Bp. Piche has served in the past, as well as the St. Agnes Schola Cantorum (which is directed by the brother of the Bishop of New Ulm...who knew?  Well, probably everyone but me.).  I'm critical to a fault about liturgical music, but the biggest point of complaint for me was the inclusive language in the psalm (which was otherwise a nice setting).  It's also worth noting that the &lt;i&gt;Te Deum &lt;/i&gt;sung as Bp. Piche blessed the congregation was the first setting of that text that hasn't irked me.  (I have a whole theory on &lt;i&gt;Te Deum&lt;/i&gt;s, but that's a topic for another day.)  In fact, it was downright beautiful!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/Skw7N-Iq6kI/AAAAAAAAAQo/uRofYQZiCNs/s1600-h/IMG_4691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/Skw7N-Iq6kI/AAAAAAAAAQo/uRofYQZiCNs/s320/IMG_4691.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353719168240380482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The Book of Gospels is placed on the new bishop's head.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Not a great picture, thanks to our mediocre seat, but a pretty cool moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mass for the Episcopal Ordination of Lee Piche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;as Auxiliary Bishop of Saint Paul-Minneapolis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;on the Solemnity of Sts. Peter and Paul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Preludes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Toccata, Adagio, and Fugue in C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; (Bach)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cantate Domino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; (Hassler)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Laudate Pueri &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Victoria) - instrumental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ave Maria &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Victoria)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Introit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Plainchant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Processional:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Behold, a New Creation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Biery)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;By All Your Saints Still Striving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gloria from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;New Mass for Congregations (Andrews)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rite of Ordination:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Veni Creator Spiritus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Chant, with choral verses)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Offertory:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Set Me As a Seal Upon Your Heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Clausen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mass setting:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mass for the City &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Proulx)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Agnus Dei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Choral setting (Blasius Amon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Communion:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Antiphon: Tu es Petrus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Plainchant)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If Ye Love Me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Tallis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Psalm 79 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Biery)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ave Verum Corpus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Mozart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hymn of Thanksgiving/Blessing by Bp. Piche:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Te Deum &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Victoria)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Recessional:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Father, We Thank Thee Who Hast Planted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-3433254746180663149?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/3433254746180663149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=3433254746180663149' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/3433254746180663149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/3433254746180663149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2009/07/earlier-this-week-i-had-privilege-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/Skw7N-Iq6kI/AAAAAAAAAQo/uRofYQZiCNs/s72-c/IMG_4691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-3970359077448988625</id><published>2009-06-30T12:53:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T20:16:55.608-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Shrine, Shrine, Everywhere a Shrine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z1Q7cP3ij5g"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;title dedicated to Jenni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend, we took a little day trip down to La Crosse to finally see the Shrine of Our Lady of Guadalupe (a trip that we've been meaning to take for quite a while, but the stars finally aligned this time).  After an accidental detour on the Rural Route, we made it and spent a few hours walking around and enjoying the sights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SkpEsGp4kJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/emTx1itoU-c/s1600-h/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SkpEsGp4kJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/emTx1itoU-c/s320/002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353166631574474898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Our Lady of the Visitors' Center (er, Guadalupe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SkpJMLkLI7I/AAAAAAAAAQE/BWYLCSdvrm8/s1600-h/107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SkpJMLkLI7I/AAAAAAAAAQE/BWYLCSdvrm8/s320/107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353171580695028658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The exterior of the Shrine (with 6'1" Dad to give a little scale)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SkpFMz77YfI/AAAAAAAAAPM/dKpcPZBWqoU/s1600-h/015.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SkpFMz77YfI/AAAAAAAAAPM/dKpcPZBWqoU/s320/015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353167193485566450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The cornerstone of the Shrine itself.  I have to admit that it inspired me with a strange desire to name one of my children "Raimundus".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SkpP_IjLvOI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Twk386P_2VE/s1600-h/IMG_4560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SkpP_IjLvOI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Twk386P_2VE/s320/IMG_4560.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353179053128662242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We happened to arrive just in time for Benediction, which was lovely (and mostly in Latin!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SkpFyF1CKPI/AAAAAAAAAPU/qEFOzcwZABw/s1600-h/026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SkpFyF1CKPI/AAAAAAAAAPU/qEFOzcwZABw/s320/026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353167833943648498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'm still not sure what I think of the angels clothed in gold.  From a distance, they looked sort of like they were emerging from their cocoons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:7;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SkpGd7KluvI/AAAAAAAAAPc/0TEGpgs-O4Y/s1600-h/032.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SkpGd7KluvI/AAAAAAAAAPc/0TEGpgs-O4Y/s320/032.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353168586995514098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The beautiful dome, surrounded by a few Doctors of the Church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SkpG4clcwRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/0nKqt2B1Tt8/s1600-h/035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SkpG4clcwRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/0nKqt2B1Tt8/s320/035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353169042643140882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Another of the dome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SkpHTiPfTrI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Swvsc_gtTRc/s1600-h/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SkpHTiPfTrI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Swvsc_gtTRc/s320/090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353169508018114226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;One set of mysteries on the Rosary Walk.  Some of the mysteries (the Wedding at Cana, Descent of the Holy Spirit, etc) were depicted as taking place in the Shrine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SkpHqGAdwJI/AAAAAAAAAP0/u2c7l6C5jCc/s1600-h/095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SkpHqGAdwJI/AAAAAAAAAP0/u2c7l6C5jCc/s320/095.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353169895575896210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The Annunciation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SkpI0mwwyUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Ii3aMFXqz9k/s1600-h/104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SkpI0mwwyUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Ii3aMFXqz9k/s320/104.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353171175678724418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;From the Stations Walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-3970359077448988625?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/3970359077448988625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=3970359077448988625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/3970359077448988625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/3970359077448988625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2009/06/shrine-shrine-everywhere-shrine.html' title='Shrine, Shrine, Everywhere a Shrine'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SkpEsGp4kJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/emTx1itoU-c/s72-c/002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-5426815477038630297</id><published>2009-02-04T11:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T11:48:35.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Proof that God loves me (part 12143432429432432)</title><content type='html'>I didn't have my drawing homework done for today because I was sick yesterday (and it's really hard to manage a brush and bottle of ink when you're flat on your back).  I got to the classroom only to find those sweet words of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;reprieve&lt;/span&gt;: "Prof. Brown's Figure Drawing class is cancelled today."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-5426815477038630297?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/5426815477038630297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=5426815477038630297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/5426815477038630297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/5426815477038630297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2009/02/proof-that-god-loves-me-part.html' title='Proof that God loves me (part 12143432429432432)'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-8506834838086694166</id><published>2009-02-02T20:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T11:52:00.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A little lesson on an important topic</title><content type='html'>Who says that nothing good comes from sitting around in the dining hall for hours after Saturday Mass?  Every once in a while, brunch discussion brings up a good idea, and even more rarely, we actually do something productive based on it.  Last Saturday, PWE and I made this video.  We hope you find it educational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="VideoPlayback" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=5884845048326615190&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=true" style="width:400px;height:326px" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-8506834838086694166?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/8506834838086694166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=8506834838086694166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8506834838086694166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8506834838086694166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-lesson-on-important-topic.html' title='A little lesson on an important topic'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-3661647524600623548</id><published>2009-01-31T16:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T16:46:46.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought for the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The only way to truly discover one’s vocation is to act on it, as one understands it, in the present moment — to step out in faith. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;St. Maximilian Kolbe wrote, “If you have the will to love, you already give proof that you love. What counts is the will to love.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;a href="http://dawneden.blogspot.com/2009/01/sacrifice-hidden-and-silent.html"&gt;Dawn Eden&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-3661647524600623548?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/3661647524600623548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=3661647524600623548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/3661647524600623548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/3661647524600623548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2009/01/thought-for-day.html' title='Thought for the Day'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-5541179227202670673</id><published>2009-01-15T01:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T01:11:49.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How did I miss the fact that this is National Vocations Awareness Week?  Before you click on to the next post in your reader, or check your email, or whatever, please please &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt; take a quick moment to say a prayer for all those discerning vocations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Church needs more priests, so pray that every man who is called to this will recognize the call, and especially for all those who have never considered a possible vocation.  However, quality is more important than quantity: the Church needs &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; priests, so pray that those who are not best suited to this life will also realize that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me - your prayers will not be in vain.  God knows who needs them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our Lady of Good Counsel, pray for us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-5541179227202670673?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/5541179227202670673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=5541179227202670673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/5541179227202670673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/5541179227202670673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-did-i-miss-fact-that-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-6688675630993612719</id><published>2009-01-15T00:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T01:04:26.242-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notre Dame'/><title type='text'>Another beginning</title><content type='html'>Forget New Year's resolutions; I think New Semester's resolutions are far more common around here.  Sure, I'm trying to eat more vegetables and blog more and whatnot, but everyone seems to have come back resolved to go to bed earlier, keep on top of homework, get club stuff done ahead of time, and on and on.  So far so good - two days in and I'm not behind on stuff yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester is promising to be considerably better than last.  At the very least, all of my professors seem sane and/or awesome, which is already an improvement.  The biggest hurdle will be coping with my schedule.  On Mondays and Wednesdays, I have 3 hours of Silkscreen, 3 hours of Figure Drawing, and an hour and a half of Art History, with no breaks in between (besides the standard 15 minutes between classes).  I knew it was going to be rough, but today left me totally drained (not to mention how surprisingly hard it is to keep up on that whole vegetable thing when my main meal consists of whatever I can get from the Huddle during a 10-minute break).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as the classes themselves, I'm pretty optimistic.  Silkscreen will probably be interesting, if freakishly expensive ($200 lab fee + paper = youch).  I'll probably end up printing madly in an attempt to get my money's worth out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figure Drawing is promising to live up to my expectations: awkward &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; hard.  It was one thing when we had professional models at SMC last year; I didn't know them and would never see them again.  Having students do it, though, is just bad.  It's so much more difficult to separate oneself from the subject when said subject is someone you see around campus fairly often.  I'm trying to be charitable (since $20/hour is tempting to anyone who's facing $40,000 tuition), but as Johnny said, there's only so much benefit-of-the-doubt you can give someone who takes their clothes off for money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History of Photography has a few things going against it.  First, it's in the late afternoon, which is historically a sleepy time of day for me.  Second, it's right after my 6-hour studio marathon.  Third, it involves lots of slideshows in a dark room.  Pretty much the only thing in its favor is that I really like looking at photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music of the Catholic Rite looks totally awesome.  We get to read about awesome stuff, listen to awesome music, go to an awesome conference...have I mentioned that it's going to be...awesome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My college seminar class will be a bit of a shift.  We're listening to and watching various stories - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Odyssey&lt;/span&gt;, Wagner's operas, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord of the Rings&lt;/span&gt;, etc.  This would be right up my alley, except that we're not reading them, and we're not allowed to bring notes or notebooks to class for discussions.  For such a visual learner as I am, this emphasis on oral and listening skills is going to be challenging, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, there are my Friday classes, which would be....nothing.  Probably sleeping late and not fully appreciating how this balances out my M/W schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would appear that I'm already failing at that "go to bed earlier" thing, but I just felt the need to give a little update.  Besides, who knows - tomorrow may be a snow day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-6688675630993612719?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/6688675630993612719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=6688675630993612719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/6688675630993612719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/6688675630993612719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-beginning.html' title='Another beginning'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-21589426640104172</id><published>2008-12-17T19:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T19:39:39.445-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Satisfaction Guaranteed</title><content type='html'>I was skimming a Chicago Tribune article about a total-face transplant, when I hit a paragraph that stopped me dead in my tracks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arthur &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Caplan&lt;/span&gt;, a leading &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bioethicist&lt;/span&gt; who has expressed concerns in the past about such surgery, withheld judgment on the Cleveland case but said the woman's doctors should give her the option of assisted suicide if they make her life worse.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/nationworld/chi-face-transplant_weddec17,0,6824250.story"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Seriously?  I'm certainly not denying the trauma that would drive someone to this measure, but presenting someone with the option of  suicide because a failed reconstructive surgery?  Then again, I suppose we can already kill other people &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/england/2367917.stm"&gt;based on their appearance&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-21589426640104172?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/21589426640104172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=21589426640104172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/21589426640104172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/21589426640104172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/12/satisfaction-guaranteed.html' title='Satisfaction Guaranteed'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-1208372127749252726</id><published>2008-12-15T20:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T20:58:20.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All that’s standing between me and break:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paint and assemble giant cardboard tube of lipstick (due at 10:30 tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Repaint plaster self-portrait (also due at 10:30)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dispose of giant tube of lipstick and (30 lb.) plaster self-portrait.  The possibilities of what to do with the latter are endless…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Write Christmas/thank-you cards to five or six priests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Turn in creative writing final project; brush the dust of that class of my shoes on the way out the door. (4:15 tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finish printing photos for portfolio, decide that the chemical prints are better anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Philo test (Friday morning).  Hume, Descartes, and Kant won't know what hit them.  That would be me.  With a copy of the &lt;em&gt;Summa&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Throw away roughly 1700 pages of class handouts I'll never need again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clean room so I won't want to cry when I see my room again in January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-1208372127749252726?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/1208372127749252726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=1208372127749252726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/1208372127749252726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/1208372127749252726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-thats-standing-between-me-and-break.html' title='All that’s standing between me and break:'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-4707127536398703235</id><published>2008-12-15T10:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:04:42.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gaudete!</title><content type='html'>Altar servers: 4&lt;br /&gt;Priests in choro: 1&lt;br /&gt;Schola members: 6&lt;br /&gt;Attendance: ~80&lt;br /&gt;Hours spent ironing surplices/albs: 2 1/2&lt;br /&gt;Height of candlesticks: really flipping tall&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Getting to start finals week with a mindblowingly awesome Mass: Priceless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="600" height="400" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FSanctusBelle%2Falbumid%2F5279764253412831697%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-4707127536398703235?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/4707127536398703235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=4707127536398703235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/4707127536398703235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/4707127536398703235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/12/gaudete.html' title='Gaudete!'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-2131984995404679964</id><published>2008-12-10T13:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:00:23.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It’d be a good day to watch The Untouchables…</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Arial; font-size:12pt'&gt;&lt;span style='color:#333333'&gt;"If it isn't the most corrupt state in the United States, it's certainly one hell of a competitor," said Robert Grant, special agent in charge of Chicago's FBI office. "Even the most cynical agents in our office were shocked."  (&lt;a href='http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/politics/obama/chi-blagojevich-1210,0,7494354.story'/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;source&lt;span style='color:#333333'&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-2131984995404679964?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/2131984995404679964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=2131984995404679964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/2131984995404679964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/2131984995404679964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/12/itd-be-good-day-to-watch-untouchables.html' title='It’d be a good day to watch The Untouchables…'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-2377032061903375989</id><published>2008-12-09T16:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:37:40.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It takes so little to kill the mood...</title><content type='html'>I've been having a pretty good week so far, despite the fact that I've got a ton to do in the next 10 days.  Having finished my philo paper at midnight last night, I got 8 hours of sleep, and woke up in time to take a shower, blow-dry my hair, and&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; still &lt;/span&gt;have time for a Starbucks run before class.  Even the pouring rain made me feel  more like Gene Kelly than a drowned cat.  Then, I stepped into Starbucks, which has become the most Christmas-y locale on campus, after the Alumni Chapel (which looks like a Macy's).  Among the early-morning chatter of baristas and students, what do I hear, but the one sound that could really kill my happiness.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yoko Ono on the Christmas Muzak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-2377032061903375989?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/2377032061903375989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=2377032061903375989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/2377032061903375989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/2377032061903375989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-takes-so-little-to-kill-mood.html' title='It takes so little to kill the mood...'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-2072064260887013097</id><published>2008-12-08T01:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T01:25:34.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote for Finals Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;&lt;span style='color:#4f6228; font-family:Georgia; font-size:12pt'&gt;Some men are graduated from college &lt;em&gt;cum laude&lt;/em&gt;, some are graduated &lt;em&gt;summa cum laude&lt;/em&gt;, and some are graduated &lt;em&gt;mirabile dictu&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='text-align: right; margin-left: 36pt'&gt;&lt;span style='color:#4f6228; font-family:Georgia; font-size:12pt'&gt;&lt;em&gt;~William Taft&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;				&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-2072064260887013097?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/2072064260887013097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=2072064260887013097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/2072064260887013097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/2072064260887013097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/12/quote-for-finals-season.html' title='Quote for Finals Season'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-5744237830163352421</id><published>2008-08-28T00:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T00:17:40.264-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notre Dame'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SLYlwx5-0EI/AAAAAAAAAL4/3RnzzMcdqfE/s1600-h/TLM+Fall08+Poster+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SLYlwx5-0EI/AAAAAAAAAL4/3RnzzMcdqfE/s400/TLM+Fall08+Poster+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239416736452628546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notre Dame's weekly Tridentine Mass will be starting up again this weekend (for more information, see the &lt;a href="http://campusministry.nd.edu/liturgy-worship/mass/tridentine-mass"&gt;Campus Ministry website&lt;/a&gt;).  Note the later Mass time which, while still far from ideal, will hopefully make it easier for both the die-hards and the curious to attend.&lt;br /&gt;Why yes, that is my poster design.  Thanks for noticing. (the image is, I believe, from the St. Andrew's Missal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-5744237830163352421?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/5744237830163352421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=5744237830163352421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/5744237830163352421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/5744237830163352421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/08/notre-dames-weekly-tridentine-mass-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SLYlwx5-0EI/AAAAAAAAAL4/3RnzzMcdqfE/s72-c/TLM+Fall08+Poster+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-1315644108779824743</id><published>2008-08-27T08:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T23:54:17.194-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://stmonicasflixton.org/Images/466px-Sainte_Monique.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://stmonicasflixton.org/Images/466px-Sainte_Monique.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Happy feast of Saint Monica!  Call your mother!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-1315644108779824743?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/1315644108779824743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=1315644108779824743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/1315644108779824743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/1315644108779824743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-feast-of-saint-monica-call-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-6336804733790092946</id><published>2008-08-12T11:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T11:59:17.391-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notre Dame'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's a story that will probably go largely unnoticed due to the fact that it's summer: A man needed a kidney transplant; his uncle was a match. Meanwhile, a woman's son prepared to donate his kidney to her. It was then discovered that the son was a better match for the nephew, and coincidentally, the uncle happened to match the mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be a strange enough, Reader's Digest-worthy story in any case, but is all the more noteworthy because it involves a former president of Notre Dame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Notre Dame’s president from 1987 to 2005, Father Malloy volunteered earlier this year to donate a kidney to Rorapaugh, 41. The son of Father Malloy’s sister Joanne, Rorapaugh learned two years ago that he has severe kidney dysfunction, and he has been on dialysis three times weekly ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After no match was found among several of Rorapaugh’s immediate family members, Father Malloy – who goes by the nickname “Monk” – began to consider becoming a donor. He thought that at age 67 he would be considered too old, but after going through a wide array of tests, it was determined that he is in excellent health, and he learned on April 11 that he was approved to go forward as a donor for his nephew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In recent weeks, however, the transplantation took on a new twist when doctors realized that a man who had hoped to donate a kidney to his mother was a better match for Rorapaugh, and, fortuitously, that Father Malloy was a match for the man’s mother. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(read the whole story &lt;a href="http://newsinfo.nd.edu/content.cfm?topicid=29010"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-6336804733790092946?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/6336804733790092946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=6336804733790092946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/6336804733790092946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/6336804733790092946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/08/heres-story-that-will-probably-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-8055416791523607435</id><published>2008-08-06T18:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T19:00:37.496-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notre Dame'/><title type='text'>QB Messes With ND's Chances of Not Sucking</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Notre Dame will investigate possible school code violations after the Web site The Big Lead posted photos Monday that appear to depict Clausen, teammates Brian Smith and James Aldridge and one other individual attending what the site labeled “Beer Olympics.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures are not dated, and while there is beer on the table in front of the players, the photos do not show the players actively consuming alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter the date of the photos, at least two of the players would not be of legal drinking age: Clausen, who does not turn 21 until Sept. 21, and Smith, who does not reach 21 until 2010. Aldridge turned 21 on July 6. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Article &lt;a href="http://www.freep.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20080805/SPORTS08/80805070/1056"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to make a few comments about our football team.  Compared to most programs, ours is pretty academically advanced (&lt;a href="http://und.cstv.com/sports/m-footbl/spec-rel/061308aaa.html"&gt;earning a GPA of 3.0 last semester&lt;/a&gt;).  However, I just spent the last 6 weeks in class with a few dozen incoming freshman football and hockey players, and seriously, they're not the coldest beers in the fridge (oh.  I suppose that's kind of an ironic comparison.).  The first time we got math homework back, one of them said, "Um, professor?  Mine says '10 over 10'; is that good?"  Argh.  One school/practice night, a bunch of them drove to Fort Wayne (2 hours) to go to a club, which apparently turned out to be attended mostly by 16-year-old girls.  &lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/sports/football/nfl/vikings/2005-12-15-boat-party-charges_x.htm"&gt;Don't see that ending well&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd hate to paint the whole team with a broad brush, but based on what I've seen first-hand, I have to say that much as I would like to be, I'm less than psyched about this season.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-8055416791523607435?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/8055416791523607435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=8055416791523607435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8055416791523607435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8055416791523607435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/08/qb-messes-with-nds-chances-of-not.html' title='QB Messes With ND&apos;s Chances of Not Sucking'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-978031353999094613</id><published>2008-08-06T18:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T18:39:41.264-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Literature</title><content type='html'>Believe it or not, this whole Vacation Bible School/500 kids/taking lots and lots of pictures/occasionally holding babies thing is a little tiring, so I may not be around a lot this week, but in the interest of maintaining the high cultural standards of this blog (stop laughing), I now present a couple modern adaptations of classic literature (both tragic tales of royals, incidentally):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://mcsweeneys.net/2008/7/30schmelling.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hamlet&lt;/span&gt;, according to the Facebook news feed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www-chaos.umd.edu/misc/story.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oedipus Rex&lt;/span&gt;, according to California license plates&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you're looking for a slightly lengthier diversion (~40 minutes), I'd recommend &lt;a href="http://www.hulu.com/watch/28343/dr-horribles-sing-along-blog"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, which, now that I think about it, is also a tragedy (huh - I seem to be working on a theme here...).  Quite hilarious all the same, though I should warn that it's decidedly PG-13 in places.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-978031353999094613?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/978031353999094613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=978031353999094613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/978031353999094613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/978031353999094613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/08/summer-literature.html' title='Summer Literature'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-7040660495476164075</id><published>2008-08-05T02:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T02:19:53.029-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What I'm Doing This Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SJfwwYONSgI/AAAAAAAAALY/IpbzsYWWf6I/s1600-h/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SJfwwYONSgI/AAAAAAAAALY/IpbzsYWWf6I/s320/098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230914206140549634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SJfwwpBg9tI/AAAAAAAAALg/ZrREA2yfkXE/s1600-h/114+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SJfwwpBg9tI/AAAAAAAAALg/ZrREA2yfkXE/s320/114+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230914210650715858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SJfww8lupGI/AAAAAAAAALo/gAZnjEN0iQk/s1600-h/143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SJfww8lupGI/AAAAAAAAALo/gAZnjEN0iQk/s320/143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230914215902880866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SJfwxAhOLpI/AAAAAAAAALw/w3EFi36wpJw/s1600-h/073+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SJfwxAhOLpI/AAAAAAAAALw/w3EFi36wpJw/s320/073+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230914216957718162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SJfwwBFPmTI/AAAAAAAAALQ/4Pk69vbVl1Q/s1600-h/014+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SJfwwBFPmTI/AAAAAAAAALQ/4Pk69vbVl1Q/s320/014+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230914199928936754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-7040660495476164075?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/7040660495476164075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=7040660495476164075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/7040660495476164075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/7040660495476164075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-im-doing-this-week.html' title='What I&apos;m Doing This Week'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SJfwwYONSgI/AAAAAAAAALY/IpbzsYWWf6I/s72-c/098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-7498662185387535246</id><published>2008-07-30T12:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T12:25:57.264-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Did Anyone Else Know This?</title><content type='html'>Because I certainly didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;The International Olympic Committee (IOC) introduced sex testing in 1968 at the Olympic games in Mexico City, after the masculine appearance of some competitors, many pumped up by anabolic steroids, had started to raise questions about the gender of athletes in female events.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The rest of the somewhat bizarre article is &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/sport/2008/jul/30/olympicgames2008.gender"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-7498662185387535246?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/7498662185387535246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=7498662185387535246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/7498662185387535246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/7498662185387535246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/07/did-anyone-else-know-this.html' title='Did Anyone Else Know This?'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-8880585566526117958</id><published>2008-07-30T12:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T12:20:33.151-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Doe, a Deer...</title><content type='html'>Someone recently asked, via email, for my unfortunate Car-Meets-Deer story, and while I was responding, it occurred to me that I may never have actually typed the whole thing up before.  It also reminded me that it's really kind of a funny story, so I thought I'd share it.  Apropos of nothing, but hey, it's my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was driving home from work on a fairly high-traffic highway, on the Thursday night after deer-hunting season started (which in Minnesota typically means that all the deer are running around in places they shouldn't be...like under my car).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Anyway, the silly animal with which I was about to become acquainted ran out into the road and was hit by another car, which threw it – still very much alive – in front of me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What followed can only be described as a sickening thump.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The car scraped to a stop, still half in the road (incidentally, one of the morals of the story is that you should always carry road flares in your car…).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, the car was still running and sounded fine, but wouldn’t move forward or backwards.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I called my dad (who could totally be like one of those guys on the Car Talk radio shows or something) and told him what happened.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There wasn’t much he could do besides tell me he’d be there as soon as he could, which wasn’t reassuring, because I was about 45 minutes from home.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The driver of the other car had wandered over and asked if I was alright.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I told him that I was okay, but for some reason, I couldn’t get the car to move any further off the road.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He responded, “Umm…you do know that the deer is still under the car, right?”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had in fact failed to notice that, but it &lt;i style=""&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; explain a few things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He then tried unsuccessfully to move my car, and then we just stood there and waited for the police.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There is nothing more awkward than trying to make small talk with someone when your only connection to them is a dead animal lying under your car, bleeding all over the pavement.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“So….how’s your car?”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I asked, finally.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Totalled,” was the pained reply, “It’s new; doesn’t even have plates yet.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s okay, though – it’s my anniversary, so at least I already have flowers in the car.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was at this point that I remembered my rather unfortunate reaction to an adrenaline let-down: finding everything *really* funny.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Whoops.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was quite a while later that the police finally showed up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The cop walked slowly around my car, critically surveying the situation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Huh,” he finally said.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Huh.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Never seen &lt;i style=""&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; before.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Being unable to free car or deer, we stood there for a while longer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We were chatting about something when he suddenly stopped, walked up to the car, crouched down, picked up the deer’s leg, and let it drop limply.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Just checkin’,” he explained.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Sometimes you think they’re dead, and they come back to life.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The challenge of the situation was too much for the fine men of the Blaine City PD to resist, and soon this had become a 4-police-car spectacle.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After trying out many creative strategies, they finally admitted defeat.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There was a tow truck on the way for the other car, so when it arrived, they just had it lift up my car first, so they could disentangle the deer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When the car was lifted up, the grisliness of the situation was finally revealed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Once the deer was finally out of the way, I discovered that the worst damage done to my car was the fact that my battery had died while I was waiting for the police to show up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So yes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That’s the story.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Slightly disgusting, but it still makes me smile, a year and a half later.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;;-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-8880585566526117958?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/8880585566526117958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=8880585566526117958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8880585566526117958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8880585566526117958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/07/doe-deer.html' title='Doe, a Deer...'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-8668693756989848940</id><published>2008-07-29T15:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T15:42:31.051-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a feeling that lots of young Catholics can relate to the following, from a recent piece by John Zmirak:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Apart from the occasional Latin Mass full of elderly anti-Masonic activists, we typically sit through our dismal local services with teeth clenched and earlids shut, and spot each other (if at all) by secret handshakes and coded phrases. &lt;/span&gt;See that blonde over there&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a friend might nudge you with his elbow. &lt;/span&gt;She took Communion on the tongue. I wonder if she’s single….&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Such thoughts don’t always help you to pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.takimag.com/blogs/article/riding_the_short_bus_to_love/"&gt;Riding the Short Bus to Love&lt;/a&gt;" - H/T Mom&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/blockquote&gt;Personally, it reminded me of some excited text messages I got earlier this summer regarding the "Unidentified Chapel Veil" at 5:15 Mass.  Perhaps this can lead to a new marketing campaign for the scapular/chapel veil industry*:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SI9x-EkywwI/AAAAAAAAALI/B2JYUr6O0yo/s1600-h/Sacramentals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SI9x-EkywwI/AAAAAAAAALI/B2JYUr6O0yo/s400/Sacramentals.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228523003594326786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No, I am not actually suggesting that one should wear a scapular, chapel veil, or ashes for the sole purpose of advertising one's status as a good Catholic.  However, if one's motives are well-ordered anyway, I see nothing wrong with the possibility of an additional benefit....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-8668693756989848940?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/8668693756989848940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=8668693756989848940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8668693756989848940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8668693756989848940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-have-feeling-that-lots-of-young.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SI9x-EkywwI/AAAAAAAAALI/B2JYUr6O0yo/s72-c/Sacramentals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-1891837173653565430</id><published>2008-07-29T02:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T03:00:01.724-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since everyone else seems to be talking about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Humanae Vitae&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.ctv.ca/servlet/ArticleNews/story/CTVNews/20080726/18_children_080726/20080726?hub=TopStories&amp;amp;s_name="&gt;here's&lt;/a&gt; a story about a family who just welcomed their 18th child:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alexandru Ionce and his wife never planned to have 18 children in 23 years but when they welcomed little Abigail Ionce into the world, that's just what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We never planned how many children to have," he said. "We just let God guide our lives, you know, because we strongly believe life comes from God and that's the reason we did not stop the life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We let life come." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;"We let life come."  What a concept!  May more people embrace this philosophy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-1891837173653565430?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/1891837173653565430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=1891837173653565430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/1891837173653565430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/1891837173653565430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/07/since-everyone-else-seems-to-be-talking.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-5801608259373695399</id><published>2008-07-27T10:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T11:42:28.839-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notre Dame'/><title type='text'>Blogging Breakfast</title><content type='html'>Having been to Tridentine Mass, Mary Liz and I are now sitting at breakfast, listening to Dave Brubeck's Notre Dame concert, reading sketchy-nun blogs, talking about weddings (including a beautiful Croatian tradition that was done at the wedding she attended yesterday; it's described &lt;a href="http://firstcomeslove.wordpress.com/category/catholic-wedding-traditions/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;).  In short, a nearly perfect Sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://sobersophomore.blogspot.com/2008/07/church-ladies-together.html"&gt;Her post, with photo&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-5801608259373695399?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/5801608259373695399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=5801608259373695399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/5801608259373695399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/5801608259373695399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/07/blogging-breakfast.html' title='Blogging Breakfast'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-6221795167826069984</id><published>2008-07-26T14:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T14:44:08.463-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PE Chapel'/><title type='text'>Without further ado...</title><content type='html'>Now that Mary Liz has seen it, I now present the chapel, construction (apparently) done, though still missing the doors and furniture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SItvwAIawII/AAAAAAAAAKo/sK-hdo00iEE/s1600-h/IMG_0757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SItvwAIawII/AAAAAAAAAKo/sK-hdo00iEE/s320/IMG_0757.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227394662953304194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SItvwBd2iiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/sFEJXdoDn24/s1600-h/IMG_0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SItvwBd2iiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/sFEJXdoDn24/s320/IMG_0759.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227394663311641122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SItvwuBEwiI/AAAAAAAAAK4/jq1VhrMjkZQ/s1600-h/IMG_0760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SItvwuBEwiI/AAAAAAAAAK4/jq1VhrMjkZQ/s320/IMG_0760.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227394675270533666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;(this hallway is new.  It's not really an interesting picture, but I'm including it so that I can mention what ML said when she saw it: "Oh, yay!  Now the garbage doesn't have to roll past Jesus anymore!")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SItvwz-a5DI/AAAAAAAAALA/2BB-qfowfTE/s1600-h/IMG_0763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SItvwz-a5DI/AAAAAAAAALA/2BB-qfowfTE/s320/IMG_0763.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227394676870014002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-6221795167826069984?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/6221795167826069984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=6221795167826069984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/6221795167826069984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/6221795167826069984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/07/without-further-ado.html' title='Without further ado...'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SItvwAIawII/AAAAAAAAAKo/sK-hdo00iEE/s72-c/IMG_0757.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-9064642323962397617</id><published>2008-07-24T11:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T11:25:56.859-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, so much for that business model...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.starbucks.com/aboutus/USStoreClosureInfo.pdf"&gt;Complete list&lt;/a&gt; of closing Starbucks locations.  Me?  I'm fine as long as they don't touch the &lt;a href="http://sao.nd.edu/venues/lafortune/index.shtml"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt; I actually go to.  Family?  You might want to look at page 10...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-9064642323962397617?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/9064642323962397617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=9064642323962397617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/9064642323962397617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/9064642323962397617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/07/well-so-much-for-that-business-model.html' title='Well, so much for &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; business model...'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-8982946439270325247</id><published>2008-07-24T11:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T11:20:53.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sobersophomore.blogspot.com/2008/07/were-not-necessarily-doubting-that-god.html"&gt;Exactly.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-8982946439270325247?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/8982946439270325247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=8982946439270325247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8982946439270325247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8982946439270325247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/07/exactly.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-5237665632335629991</id><published>2008-07-23T23:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T23:35:06.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And then, through the silence, there came.....</title><content type='html'>I'm going to post this, even at the risk of sounding curmudgeonly.  You have been warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate music in church as much as the next person (maybe more, if the next person happens to be...never mind ;-P).  However, I'm also very protective of some good old post-communion silence.  When that's not possible, I at least like being able to tune out the music and pray in my "interior silence".  Having grown up in a parish that's quite attached not only to the communion song, but also the post-communion (and sometimes post-post-communion), I've gotten pretty good at ignoring the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every so often, however, even my mad skillz are put to the test.  Today, for instance.  There was a group at 5:15 Mass from some conference, and well, they were of the age that both loves to sing in church and yet is exceptionally bad at it.  So there I was, praying, when suddenly, breaking through my carefully placed, nearly impenetrable mental barriers, there came:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"And I will RAAAAAAAISE you up on the last day!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, instead of prayer and reflection, I must admit that I found myself instead bracing inwardly each time I knew it was coming from the woman behind us.  (And don't even get me started on that song or any that uses first-person pronouns for God.  Ugh...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-5237665632335629991?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/5237665632335629991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=5237665632335629991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/5237665632335629991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/5237665632335629991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-then-through-silence-there-came.html' title='And then, through the silence, there came.....'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-8842187305716338733</id><published>2008-07-22T22:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T22:47:41.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You've Got to Be Kidding...</title><content type='html'>I have quite the pile of Ecology homework due in the next week: test tomorrow, paper Thursday, paper Friday, and 30-minute presentation on Monday.  In the interest of *not* procrastinating, I've decided to lock myself in the library (no, not literally) until it's done.  So far, the test is studied for and Thursday's paper is done.  For Monday's presentation, each of the five presenting groups had to assign reading from the textbook, as well as an outside article on their topic.  Friday's assignment is a synopsis of all of those readings.  I didn't think it was going to take too long, until I was scanning the list of assignments and made a rather unpleasant discovery.  All of the groups, knowing well that everyone - themselves included - was going to have to do all this reading by Friday, assigned a maximum of 10 pages from the textbook.  All the groups, that is, except one.  I don't know if they thought they'd get brownie points for overachieving, or if they just weren't paying attention to what they were doing, but one group has assigned pages 544-566, 574-597, and 607-623.  Yes, 61 pages.  I guess it's a good thing that the library is open until 2:00...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-8842187305716338733?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/8842187305716338733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=8842187305716338733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8842187305716338733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8842187305716338733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/07/youve-got-to-be-kidding.html' title='You&apos;ve &lt;i&gt;Got&lt;/i&gt; to Be Kidding...'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-8525922140817766369</id><published>2008-07-22T19:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T19:49:50.561-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PE Chapel'/><title type='text'>Chapel Update</title><content type='html'>I have purposely refrained from putting up the latest chapel photos, solely because I want Mary Liz to be surprised when she comes out this weekend*.  Well, the construction is done, and now all that's left is for the furniture to come in.  It's actually a really remarkable transformation; the chapel is unrecognizable from the way it was.  So, photos to come this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As opposed to the surprise that she'll feel when she sees North Quad :-( .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-8525922140817766369?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/8525922140817766369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=8525922140817766369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8525922140817766369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8525922140817766369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/07/chapel-update_22.html' title='Chapel Update'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-2885044979095571691</id><published>2008-07-15T01:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T12:19:16.502-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Knittery</title><content type='html'>My latest finished knitting project:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/hollyscollegemail/SHwkToFhBDI/AAAAAAAAAKg/7cue1SELLsE/s400/IMG_0747.JPG"&gt;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" com="" hollyscollegemail="" butidigress="" authkey="xOAYByXanQs#5223089587439600690&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was super-easy, and just needs clothes (I'm waiting for a crochet hook so I can improv a dress).  I made it to be a baby gift, but right now it's proving to be really good for snuggling with and tempting me to hang onto it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-2885044979095571691?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/2885044979095571691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=2885044979095571691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/2885044979095571691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/2885044979095571691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-knittery.html' title='More Knittery'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/hollyscollegemail/SHwkToFhBDI/AAAAAAAAAKg/7cue1SELLsE/s72-c/IMG_0747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-1454639102104360246</id><published>2008-07-13T17:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T17:37:29.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If you can't beat 'em...</title><content type='html'>The conference checking in today is kind of a pain.  And by "kind of", I mean every single person who comes in has some issue.  To cope, we have developed the following strategies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Brownies&lt;br /&gt;2) IM conversations between the four of us.  Yes, we're all sitting within 8 feet of each other.  But somehow, it's very therapeutic to talk about the annoying people without them knowing it.  Now we just have to keep straight faces...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-1454639102104360246?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/1454639102104360246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=1454639102104360246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/1454639102104360246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/1454639102104360246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/07/if-you-cant-beat-em.html' title='If you can&apos;t beat &apos;em...'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-3846328617763303307</id><published>2008-07-13T13:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T13:04:13.954-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A quick but essential note on the song I had up on iTunes in the picture in the previous post: if you're not familiar with Ella Fitzgerald's live Berlin performance of "Mack the Knife", you're missing out on one of the greatest moments in music.  Ever.  Read more about it &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ella_in_Berlin:_Mack_the_Knife"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.musicsonglyrics.com/E/ellafitzgeraldlyrics/ellafitzgeraldmacktheknifelyrics.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-3846328617763303307?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/3846328617763303307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=3846328617763303307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/3846328617763303307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/3846328617763303307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/07/quick-but-essential-note-on-song-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-1278594606360089710</id><published>2008-07-13T12:27:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T13:03:30.513-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>The view from my Sunday morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(the post-Mass morning, that is, of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHotq7uGlZI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Op57J2g83yY/s1600-h/IMG_0725+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHotq7uGlZI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Op57J2g83yY/s320/IMG_0725+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222536933498328466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHotk9fsQ8I/AAAAAAAAAJE/K90dgshU9GM/s1600-h/IMG_0727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHotk9fsQ8I/AAAAAAAAAJE/K90dgshU9GM/s320/IMG_0727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222536830895539138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHotYYqdtaI/AAAAAAAAAI8/szRmaXoXUDs/s1600-h/IMG_0722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHotYYqdtaI/AAAAAAAAAI8/szRmaXoXUDs/s320/IMG_0722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222536614850180514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHowpg_cioI/AAAAAAAAAJc/YqFcXDf5EQc/s1600-h/IMG_0746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHowpg_cioI/AAAAAAAAAJc/YqFcXDf5EQc/s320/IMG_0746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222540207678327426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHowhgjXY9I/AAAAAAAAAJU/Jj_NQlu-1KE/s1600-h/IMG_0743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHowhgjXY9I/AAAAAAAAAJU/Jj_NQlu-1KE/s320/IMG_0743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222540070121595858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-1278594606360089710?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/1278594606360089710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=1278594606360089710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/1278594606360089710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/1278594606360089710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/07/view-from-my-sunday-morning.html' title='The view from my Sunday morning'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHotq7uGlZI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Op57J2g83yY/s72-c/IMG_0725+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-6660419432774929489</id><published>2008-07-12T07:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T07:49:08.687-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PE Chapel'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHiZPRqoXZI/AAAAAAAAAI0/VTi0jSY3jbY/s1600-h/IMG_0698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHiZPRqoXZI/AAAAAAAAAI0/VTi0jSY3jbY/s320/IMG_0698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222092255655386514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yay - wood flooring!  Everything that's not already floored will have carpeting (of the nice, non-shag variety).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHiZHjX68FI/AAAAAAAAAIs/YKapOW7Aubc/s1600-h/IMG_0699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHiZHjX68FI/AAAAAAAAAIs/YKapOW7Aubc/s320/IMG_0699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222092122969796690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wood paneling for the walls and pillars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHiY-JvAAiI/AAAAAAAAAIk/XFxQijehWsk/s1600-h/IMG_0700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHiY-JvAAiI/AAAAAAAAAIk/XFxQijehWsk/s320/IMG_0700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222091961468453410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-6660419432774929489?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/6660419432774929489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=6660419432774929489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/6660419432774929489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/6660419432774929489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/07/yay-wood-flooring-everything-thats-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHiZPRqoXZI/AAAAAAAAAI0/VTi0jSY3jbY/s72-c/IMG_0698.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-7335944259354949069</id><published>2008-07-11T10:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T10:49:54.055-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If this doesn't make you smile</title><content type='html'>...you should probably get checked out for other signs of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N1uKCchuIjM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N1uKCchuIjM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(H/T &lt;a href="http://dawneden.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-not-womans-body.html"&gt;Dawn Eden&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-7335944259354949069?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/7335944259354949069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=7335944259354949069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/7335944259354949069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/7335944259354949069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/07/if-this-doesnt-make-you-smile.html' title='If this doesn&apos;t make you smile'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-8673234150846937067</id><published>2008-07-09T23:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T23:30:11.315-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PE Chapel'/><title type='text'>Chapel Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHWBe7GM0eI/AAAAAAAAAIc/FVqfal_So-s/s1600-h/IMG_0678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHWBe7GM0eI/AAAAAAAAAIc/FVqfal_So-s/s320/IMG_0678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221221711265714658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHWBQYst2LI/AAAAAAAAAIU/HSumzXREEqE/s1600-h/IMG_0679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHWBQYst2LI/AAAAAAAAAIU/HSumzXREEqE/s320/IMG_0679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221221461513853106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the ceiling is back in, which IMHO makes the room seem a lot more finished.  No vaulted ceiling for us, but ah well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-8673234150846937067?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/8673234150846937067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=8673234150846937067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8673234150846937067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8673234150846937067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/07/chapel-update.html' title='Chapel Update'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHWBe7GM0eI/AAAAAAAAAIc/FVqfal_So-s/s72-c/IMG_0678.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-8703318697763592041</id><published>2008-07-07T22:59:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T23:20:48.104-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Related to the recent discussion about "&lt;a href="http://church-ladies.blogspot.com/2008/06/wrought-by-prayer.html"&gt;meditative needlework&lt;/a&gt;" over at the Pious Sodality, I just have to show off a gift I received over the weekend: a quilt from Mom (a belated high school graduation gift).  The pictures don't really do it justice; I didn't have anyone to hold it for me, and the fluorescent lighting in my room makes the colors not quite accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHLarJ27j1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Bq5lIgO0djE/s1600-h/IMG_0671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHLarJ27j1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Bq5lIgO0djE/s320/IMG_0671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220475352991371090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHLaz8tHuqI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Wp0Me_YEp_s/s1600-h/IMG_0673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHLaz8tHuqI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Wp0Me_YEp_s/s320/IMG_0673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220475504079387298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHLbvtvaBdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/q2CsS-ost7Q/s1600-h/IMG_0675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHLbvtvaBdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/q2CsS-ost7Q/s320/IMG_0675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220476530854594002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(For some reason, this photo keeps uploading 90 degrees sideways.  Just tilt your head.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The text around the edge is a favorite prayer of mine: "Subjects for Daily Meditation"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Remember, Christian soul, that thou hast this day, and every day of thy life:&lt;br /&gt;God to glorify,&lt;br /&gt;Jesus to imitate,&lt;br /&gt;The Blessed Virgin and the Saints to venerate,&lt;br /&gt;The Angels to invoke,&lt;br /&gt;A soul to save,&lt;br /&gt;A body to mortify,&lt;br /&gt;Sins to expiate,&lt;br /&gt;Virtues to acquire,&lt;br /&gt;Hell to avoid,&lt;br /&gt;Heaven to gain,&lt;br /&gt;Eternity to prepare for,&lt;br /&gt;Time to profit by,&lt;br /&gt;Neighbors to edify,&lt;br /&gt;The world to despise,&lt;br /&gt;Devils to combat,&lt;br /&gt;Passions to subdue,&lt;br /&gt;Death perhaps to suffer,&lt;br /&gt;And Judgment to undergo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-8703318697763592041?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/8703318697763592041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=8703318697763592041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8703318697763592041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8703318697763592041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/07/related-to-recent-discussion-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SHLarJ27j1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Bq5lIgO0djE/s72-c/IMG_0671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-3801860675025708754</id><published>2008-07-03T16:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T16:38:07.755-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The blind leading the blind</title><content type='html'>Overheard between two teenaged soccer-campers near the Basilica:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"...And then you tell him all the stuff you did bad and he tells you some special prayer to say to make God forgive you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"(girlish horrified squeal) And you have to &lt;/span&gt;look &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at him while you tell him everything?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"(as if recounting a campfire horror story) Yes, you &lt;/span&gt;have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to, or it doesn't count."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-3801860675025708754?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/3801860675025708754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=3801860675025708754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/3801860675025708754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/3801860675025708754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/07/blind-leading-blind.html' title='The blind leading the blind'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-5524628908583764431</id><published>2008-07-02T23:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T01:08:06.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Putting Women in Their Place</title><content type='html'>Recently, I've been reading &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Life-Worth-Living-First-Second/dp/0898706114/ref=si3_rdr_bb_product"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life Is Worth Living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a collection of talks from Fulton Sheen's television show.  A fair number of the chapters are devoted to the take-down of communism, but most are surprisingly relevant and/or shockingly prophetic.  The whole book is fantastic, and I could devote posts upon posts to it (really, it's just one great quote after another), but a few sections really stuck out at me.  Among them is a chapter entitled "Women Who Do Not Fail", in which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Abp&lt;/span&gt;. Sheen describes the three types of women who "keep civilization at a high level" (for he has already explained that "the level of any civilization is the level of its womanhood.").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He states what is often said, that all women are called to motherhood, be it physical or spiritual.  However, before he even addresses the more commonly thought-of vocations of women, he looks at one that is, in my experience, often overlooked: How exactly do women in the professional world fulfill their call to motherhood?  Are not such women doomed to lives of hardness and cutthroat competition?  Not so, says Sheen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"A woman in professional life is happy when she has an occasion to be feminine....The woman who does not fail in the professional life is the woman, therefore, who manifests this feminine quality of 'equity'."&lt;/blockquote&gt;It follows, then, that the women who do become embittered by professional life are the ones who, for whatever reason, are not given or do not take the opportunity to express their feminine call to motherhood.  In my experience, these opportunities often come in small ways - remembering coworkers' birthdays, sewing on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; wayward button, bringing in a bouquet of flowers to liven up the office.  It's these small things, these chances to give, and to "mother" someone, that can keep a woman from completely losing herself in her job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next type of women is the physical mothers, whose job it is not only to bear children, but also to teach obedience, for "mothers, more than politicians, are the preservers are freedom and democracy."  In addition, the aforementioned feminine quality of equity, or mercy, complements the father's tendency toward justice.  In this way, I suppose, the combined balance of justice and mercy between parents is an image to children of the justice and mercy of God, albeit in a much smaller and more imperfect way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, he addresses those who live out their vocation through spiritual motherhood.  And their example is a lesson and an inspiration to the rest of society:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"When spoiled lovers seek to make a false infinite out of a succession of finite loves, it is helpful to civilization to know there are some whose first love is their last love, and their last love is the love of God."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Besides their example to the surrounding world, these women offer their lives and all their love for the sake of something greater, for the preservation of an ideal.  Comparing them to soldiers who sacrifice everything for the sake of the patriotism and the love of their country, Sheen writes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Should there not be some women who will love God so deeply and so profoundly that they will sacrifice all lesser loves in order to preserve, for a week and sinful and possibly sex-minded world, the real understanding of love?  They keep love pure."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Despite the fact that they are often scoffed at, questioned, or mocked, these women have found something so beautiful that they are willing to forsake the visible, tangible love of marriage.  And yet, they're so very happy with it (side note: there are several Nashville Dominicans here on a seemingly longer-term basis - by which I mean a few weeks so far - and those women are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always. smiling&lt;/span&gt;.  Like, even in situations that are really too mundane to cause happiness in most people, they're smiling.  Clearly they've found something good.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chapter concludes with a reflection on the women who followed Jesus through His ministry and Passion: Mary Magdalene, who inspired people in the sociopolitical sphere; Mary, the mother of James, who taught her son such that he was willing to follow the Lord; and finally, the Blessed Virgin, "who left the lights and glamour of the world for the shade and shadows of the Cross, where saints are made."  It is these women, examples for all women, who as Sheen points out, were closest to the Cross, and first to the tomb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-5524628908583764431?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/5524628908583764431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=5524628908583764431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/5524628908583764431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/5524628908583764431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/07/putting-women-in-their-place.html' title='Putting Women in Their Place'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-5297407120057650601</id><published>2008-07-02T23:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:21:29.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Zero sum?</title><content type='html'>Today at 5:15 Mass:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oremus.org/hymnal/o/o153.html"&gt;My favorite hymn&lt;/a&gt;, played by my least favorite organist.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(what, you thought that was going to be a link too?  I'm not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; brutal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Still trying to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; figure out what the net gain/loss was.  Was it worth it, just to hear a good hymn?  On the other hand, if she picked the hymn, then I guess she just went up in my estimation.  Hmm...I'll have to ponder this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-5297407120057650601?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/5297407120057650601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=5297407120057650601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/5297407120057650601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/5297407120057650601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/07/zero-sum.html' title='Zero sum?'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-6225969155827194136</id><published>2008-06-29T13:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T13:59:57.983-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: Peter Pan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hollywoodvault.net/peterpan/peterpan_ebaybody.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.hollywoodvault.net/peterpan/peterpan_ebaybody.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The timeless story as you've never seen it before", says the poster.  That's the truth, and it's a good thing.  This is a fairy tale, but definitely not in the same way as Disney's version, with its blundering Hook and comical croc.  Instead, we have a villain who taunts a vanquished (and pre-teen) foe with the prospect of dying alone and unloved, and a veritable leviathan of a sea stalker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As part of the more grown-up telling of this story, the filmmakers also play up the tension between Peter and Wendy.  There's nothing more than a kiss or two, but there are lots of humorous references to the thumble/kiss confusion and a very sweet explanation of a girl's first kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a very good movie.  I wasn't expecting it, but I found myself entertained through the whole thing.  Highly recommended for a little diversion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-6225969155827194136?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/6225969155827194136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=6225969155827194136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/6225969155827194136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/6225969155827194136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/06/movie-review-peter-pan_29.html' title='Movie Review: &lt;i&gt;Peter Pan&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-8226865978250293684</id><published>2008-06-28T18:20:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T18:41:45.397-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PE Chapel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Chapel Update</title><content type='html'>There hasn't been a whole lot of progress on the chapel lately (they've been working on the electrical wiring and other less-visible aspects), but I found a photo that I thought I had posted a while ago, but apparently never did (mea culpa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, from June 5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SGa6DJmIO5I/AAAAAAAAAGc/IA1NR1dbz1A/s1600-h/IMG_0315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SGa6DJmIO5I/AAAAAAAAAGc/IA1NR1dbz1A/s320/IMG_0315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217061781633514386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(apologies for the quality; I literally just stuck my arm through the plastic sheeting over the doorway and snapped a photo without looking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The view from the lobby has changed somewhat; as you can see, the wall has been put up to divide the lounge and the chapel.  No, the chapel walls aren't purple (it's just the sheetrock - see below for the real color).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, from today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SGa7hFvTPEI/AAAAAAAAAGk/tGqKFzIp380/s1600-h/IMG_0525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SGa7hFvTPEI/AAAAAAAAAGk/tGqKFzIp380/s320/IMG_0525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217063395505945666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The same view as above, but now painted.  Obviously, we're still waiting on the stained glass, but the mysterious packages may just contain the wood flooring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SGa75HLIqnI/AAAAAAAAAGs/VF_gCGikAYg/s1600-h/IMG_0528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SGa75HLIqnI/AAAAAAAAAGs/VF_gCGikAYg/s320/IMG_0528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217063808207989362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't realize this photo was so fuzzy until I got in onto the computer, but you can still tell what it is.  Yes, that's right: a place where the altar should obviously and rightly stay!  It's such a crazy idea, it might just work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-8226865978250293684?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/8226865978250293684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=8226865978250293684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8226865978250293684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8226865978250293684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/06/chapel-update.html' title='Chapel Update'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SGa6DJmIO5I/AAAAAAAAAGc/IA1NR1dbz1A/s72-c/IMG_0315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-50984743929327811</id><published>2008-06-28T18:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T18:19:58.193-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notre Dame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Ever Ancient, Ever New</title><content type='html'>By popular request, here are some photos of what the Basilica looks like for the summer.  In addition to replacing the spire that was blown off &lt;a href="http://newsinfo.nd.edu/content.cfm?topicid=22906"&gt;a year ago&lt;/a&gt;, they are reportedly doing other maintenance (though no one seems to know any details), which is probably a good idea, since it took a month to get all the scaffolding up in the first place.  Of course, it makes a somewhat less-than-picturesque backdrop for summer wedding photos, and some of the older alumni who I've run into on campus seem paranoid that there's a secret plan to tear down the steeple altogether and "modernize" the building, but given that it's going to look like this until October (according to rumor), I'm guessing people will get used to it.  It &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;kind of a glaring change to the familiar skyline, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Props to &lt;a href="http://holywhapping.blogspot.com"&gt;Emily&lt;/a&gt; for suggesting the title for this post)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SGa2a3tJfxI/AAAAAAAAAGE/UMor8mjZ3uI/s1600-h/IMG_0478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SGa2a3tJfxI/AAAAAAAAAGE/UMor8mjZ3uI/s320/IMG_0478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217057791101468434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SGa264_tRSI/AAAAAAAAAGU/tnB4BTcajtg/s1600-h/IMG_0480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SGa264_tRSI/AAAAAAAAAGU/tnB4BTcajtg/s320/IMG_0480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217058341203559714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SGa2potB5bI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-SiCYjwvkXY/s1600-h/IMG_0481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SGa2potB5bI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-SiCYjwvkXY/s320/IMG_0481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217058044772476338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-50984743929327811?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/50984743929327811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=50984743929327811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/50984743929327811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/50984743929327811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/06/ever-ancient-ever-new.html' title='Ever Ancient, Ever New'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SGa2a3tJfxI/AAAAAAAAAGE/UMor8mjZ3uI/s72-c/IMG_0478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-8982965105970970795</id><published>2008-06-26T10:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:02:34.017-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuzzy Science</title><content type='html'>I wasn't too excited about taking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ecology and Environmental Issues &lt;/span&gt;in the first place, given my harrowing experience in Psych last semester, but I needed a science class, and I didn't want to take O-Chem, so this fit the bill.  So far, it's actually been pretty interesting; more Ecology than Environmental Issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The textbook publisher provided a powerpoint presentation (say that 10 times fast!) to assist professors with their lectures.  Well, the first chapter of the book is devoted teaching the scientific method, means of evaluating the science used in news stories, etc., with the goal of being able to check that claims are backed up with actual science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was chapter one.  Chapter two gets into some actual "environmental issues", and therein lies the problem.  The provided powerpoint slips in slides that say in big, scary, italics "Pollution kills 40,000 people a year!" and "Overpopulation exacerbates &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every &lt;/span&gt;environmental issue".  And where, exactly, is the science to back those up?  Sorry, but they taught me to ask.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-8982965105970970795?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/8982965105970970795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=8982965105970970795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8982965105970970795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8982965105970970795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/06/fuzzy-science.html' title='Fuzzy Science'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-6451685535184058949</id><published>2008-06-25T20:04:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T23:20:24.973-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotions'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Today's must-read article (via &lt;a href="http://dawneden.blogspot.com/2008/06/quote-of-day_25.html"&gt;Dawn Eden&lt;/a&gt;) is this piece: &lt;a href="http://www4.desales.edu/SCFC/Oblates/PR-Discernment.pdf"&gt;"How to Discern the Elements of Your Personal Vocation"&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;St. Ignatius instructs us to consider the pros and cons of each option. It might even help to write these out. Sometimes proceeding in this way eliminates all but one option and leaves nothing to discern, but often enough two or more options remain. At this point, it is time for emotion to play its part. St. Ignatius suggests that we imagine how we would advise someone else in our exact situation, and follow the advice we would give to that other person. He also has us imagine what we would wish we had chosen if we were looking back on our choice, first from our deathbed and then from the perspective of judgment day. He says we should decide now what we would then wish we had decided.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;The idea is that if we are upright, God speaks to us through the desires of our hearts. It makes no sense to tell an adulterer or a greedy person to follow his or her desires, but it makes perfect sense to tell someone who is interested in discovering and following God’s will to do so. This surely is what St. Augustine means in exhorting us to love and do what we will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The second part especially jumped out at me.  I think there's a tendency to think that we should go in the opposite direction of whatever we feel inclined toward because, after all, God must be calling us to a life of sacrifice.  But the point of discernment is to align our will to the will of God, and isn't it *possible* that our wills are already aligned to the point that the option that is attractive and pleasing to us is also what's pleasing to God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If we have eliminated the morally illegitimate options and sincerely strive to do God’s will, we can be confident that he will speak to us through the desires of our hearts. After some time of pondering the different options, one eventually will emerge as the more appealing, and we will be at peace with embracing it. When that happens, our discernment is over. Then we must accept the discernment by beginning to live it out.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Read the whole thing.  Then print it, take it to Adoration, and read it again (highlighting as necessary).  Yes, it's that good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-6451685535184058949?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/6451685535184058949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=6451685535184058949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/6451685535184058949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/6451685535184058949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/06/todays-must-read-article-via-dawn-eden.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-4340934247591695580</id><published>2008-06-22T23:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T23:21:24.218-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://d.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/ap/20080620/capt.003d2c72499f41c39003beeac3b60770.obama_2008_political_play_of_the_day_ilab102.jpg?x=221&amp;amp;y=345&amp;amp;sig=LniSlpT8_ta81yX28Ci8ZQ--"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://d.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/ap/20080620/capt.003d2c72499f41c39003beeac3b60770.obama_2008_political_play_of_the_day_ilab102.jpg?x=221&amp;amp;y=345&amp;amp;sig=LniSlpT8_ta81yX28Ci8ZQ--" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/nphotos/slideshow/photo//080620/480/003d2c72499f41c39003beeac3b60770/%27"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Image Source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;For some reason, it just strikes me that Latin wasn't meant to be used thusly.  Maybe it's because "Yes, we can" is a lame slogan anyway, and putting it into Latin doesn't automatically make it better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-4340934247591695580?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/4340934247591695580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=4340934247591695580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/4340934247591695580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/4340934247591695580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/06/image-source-for-some-reason-it-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-4176481472724075232</id><published>2008-06-13T16:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T16:42:06.348-04:00</updated><title type='text'>John and Mary Catholic, you've just been insulted</title><content type='html'>I've seen in a few places today references to Bp. Trautman's objections about the proposed translations, this time to the Proper of Seasons.  I thought these articles sounded familiar, and sure enough,&lt;a href="http://www.eriercd.org/america.asp"&gt; he said the same things&lt;/a&gt; almost exactly a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to reprint what I wrote at the time (I even checked the links to make sure they still work):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-style: italic;" class="post-title"&gt;&lt;a href="http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2007/06/john-mary-catholic-in-spotlight.html"&gt;                                                    John &amp;amp; Mary Catholic in the Spotlight&lt;/a&gt;                                                      &lt;/h3&gt;                                                             &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you haven't already seen them, check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="amywelborn.typepad.com"&gt;Amy Welborn's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; informative and highly amusing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://amywelborn.typepad.com/openbook/2007/06/note_to_john_an.html"&gt;thread&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; on Bishop Trautman's statement that the average Catholic will have trouble understanding the proposed translations of the Mass. For a succinct and witty response, do read George Weigel's article &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.archden.org/dcr//news.php?e=424&amp;amp;s=3&amp;amp;a=8902"&gt;"We Are Not Morons"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;" Are there clunkers in the new translations? Undoubtedly. But will ICEL’s attempt to restore the sacral vocabulary and linguistic rhythms of the Roman Rite to Catholic worship within the Anglosphere destroy our ability to pray as a community? Please; we’re not morons. I’d even venture the guess that prayers translated with far more fidelity to the Latin originals will be a step toward a deeper, more prayerful encounter with what Bishop Trautman rightly calls “the greatest gift of God, the Eucharist.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Suppose for a minute that Catholics do come across unfamiliar words in the liturgy. Oddly enough, publishers seem to have anticipated such a dilemma by coming out with a book that - wait for it - provides the meaning of unfamiliar words. Even easier, if one were to Google, for example, "unsullied", and click on the first result, one would find the alternate meaning of "clean". The next time that word came up - in the liturgy or elsewhere - it would no longer be a mystery. More importantly, it would, I believe, lead to a higher level of engagement in said liturgy. Speaking at least for myself, I believe I would find myself more likely to pay attention if I had invested even a small amount of time into discovering the meaning of the prayers. Besides, having some level of mental engagement (hearing uncommon vocabulary) can only force listeners to pay closer attention, and I don't think anyone's arguing against that. A common tip in SAT prep for the Verbal section is to use context to determine or make an educated guess at the meaning of a word. Again, I think we would all be better off if we paid closer attention to what has sadly become all-too-familiar and zoned-out-upon words (I speak as much to myself here as to anyone).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not only that, but the distinction between the language of the liturgy and the language of everyday conversation leads to a heightened sense of propriety. When one steps into a church, one is (hopefully) reminded visually that they are in a special place. The sights, smells, and music serve as a reminder that this is something set apart, and so too should the words spoken. When you receive a wedding invitation, it doesn't say "My parents and his parents want you to come to our wedding on June 7 - 1:30-ish. Let us know if you can make it." Rather, the words used denote the significance of the event taking place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I mentioned SAT prep before. Most 11th &amp;amp; 12th grade students are required or strongly encouraged to take an SAT prep class. A bit part of that is studying vocabulary, including words like "abase", "abstruse", "onerous", and "obviate". If the average high-schooler can familiarize themselves with those words, which they'll rarely use, I think they can handle "sullied" and "unfeigned", which will - God willing - be used every Sunday in every Catholic church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-4176481472724075232?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/4176481472724075232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=4176481472724075232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/4176481472724075232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/4176481472724075232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/06/john-and-mary-catholic-youve-just-been.html' title='John and Mary Catholic, you&apos;ve just been insulted'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-6108538702307727818</id><published>2008-06-04T23:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T23:25:51.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity sighting...(?)</title><content type='html'>Spotted today at the Grotto, amidst the funeral cards and other remembrances of the deceased: a torn-off magazine cover featuring a large picture of Christian Bale.  Why, you ask?  Beats me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-6108538702307727818?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/6108538702307727818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=6108538702307727818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/6108538702307727818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/6108538702307727818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/06/celebrity-sighting.html' title='Celebrity sighting...(?)'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-6353596781932309909</id><published>2008-06-04T22:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T22:23:24.801-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notre Dame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotions'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SEdN4M5Mv4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/PcgvdAFG13U/s1600-h/IMG_0312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SEdN4M5Mv4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/PcgvdAFG13U/s320/IMG_0312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208217122006417282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Through the chapel door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer Adoration started this evening.  We were lucky enough to get it from 7-9 every Wednesday.  While I wasn't able to stay for long, it was really great to have the opportunity to go again after a hiatus of several weeks, and there were several people there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-6353596781932309909?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/6353596781932309909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=6353596781932309909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/6353596781932309909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/6353596781932309909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/06/through-chapel-door-summer-adoration.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SEdN4M5Mv4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/PcgvdAFG13U/s72-c/IMG_0312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-3379895329379841810</id><published>2008-06-03T20:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T20:24:49.581-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Kitchen Goodness</title><content type='html'>A few recipes I've tried out lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Granola.  Based on &lt;a href="http://ebeth.typepad.com/kitchen_comforts/2006/05/favorite_family.html"&gt;this recipe&lt;/a&gt; (with the following changes to the ingredient list).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="size1" style="margin: auto 0in; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;6 cups rolled oats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;1 cup sunflower seeds&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cup chopped &lt;s&gt;almonds or&lt;/s&gt; pecans &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I used - I think - a 6 oz. bag; it came out to about 1 1/2 cups.  I didn't have a knife handy, so I just broke them in half, which was perfect)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup &lt;s&gt;coconut or &lt;/s&gt;canola oil&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup real or maple syrup&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup (packed) brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;½ cup flax seeds&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;1/2 cup sesame seeds&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up to 1 cup shredded unsweetened coconut &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;(I couldn't find unsweetened, but regular worked just fine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;1 cup dried cranberries&lt;br /&gt;3/4 banana chips, broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the dorm oven, one pan burned a little, but once it was mixed in with the rest, it actually gave it a nice flavor.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oatmeal cookies.  In search of a cookie recipe that only made a dozen or so, I came across &lt;a href="http://www.recipezaar.com/211115"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;, which uses instant oatmeal.  I took advantage of the stockpile of oatmeal left over in the kitchen (unfortunately, the packaging was all in Spanish, but I managed to guess pretty accurately which flavor was in which package).  I added vanilla extract and chocolate chips, and they turned out really well.  Plus, it only took me about 20 minutes start-to-finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-3379895329379841810?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/3379895329379841810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=3379895329379841810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/3379895329379841810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/3379895329379841810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/06/kitchen-goodness.html' title='Kitchen Goodness'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-713341171012638882</id><published>2008-06-03T18:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T18:46:28.756-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daybook'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;FOR TODAY &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;June 3&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outside My Window... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;rain.  It was painfully humid this morning, so I'm glad it finally "broke" and just started raining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thinking... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;that it would be a good day just to go back to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thankful for... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;come on, &lt;a href="http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/06/there-are-no-words.html"&gt;must you ask&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From the kitchen...&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; feeling a little under the weather, so right now, I've got a cup of cocoa and an orange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am wearing...&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; a skirt and t-shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am creating... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unicornbooks.com/PDFs/patterns/MW_SpiralEyeletSocks.pdf"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a few different things, but mostly just the aforementioned socks, which are coming along nicely (although I haven't gotten to the hard part yet).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am going... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;to bed early tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am reading...&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; "Liberating Liturgies", the latest in the on-going parade of scary books found in the library and other various places.  Credit for finding this one goes to Kim; I can't imagine why she thought of me when she saw it :-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am hoping... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;that I don't end up working on Thursday or Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am hearing... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;the rain.  An added bonus: the weather made the masonry work stop early for the day, so they've been quiet for the last few hours.  Also, I think I found the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Tapestry-Legacy-2-CD-Carole-King/dp/B000VXLC3K/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=music&amp;amp;qid=1212532929&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;perfect soundtrack&lt;/a&gt; for a rainy afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Around the house...&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; sorting the necessary stuff out from the unnecessary in hopes of getting it out of my way soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of my favorite things... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;having nothing to do but curl up and read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Oh, you know, this and that; work, read, maybe a few other things coming up this weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is picture thought I am sharing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SEXJns5Mv3I/AAAAAAAAAF0/XtG-HarRNd0/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SEXJns5Mv3I/AAAAAAAAAF0/XtG-HarRNd0/s320/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207790228026998642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-713341171012638882?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/713341171012638882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=713341171012638882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/713341171012638882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/713341171012638882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/06/for-today-june-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SEXJns5Mv3I/AAAAAAAAAF0/XtG-HarRNd0/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-986645495391605473</id><published>2008-06-03T16:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T18:25:25.269-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From &lt;a href="http://dawneden.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dawn Eden&lt;/a&gt; comes &lt;a href="http://ewtn.com/library/YOUTH/LOVEDREA.TXT"&gt;this reflection&lt;/a&gt; by Fulton J. Sheen on love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;EVERY PERSON carries within his heart a blueprint of&lt;br /&gt;the one he loves. What seems to  be "love at first&lt;br /&gt;sight" is actually the fulfillment of desire, the&lt;br /&gt;realization of a dream.  Plato, sensing this, said that&lt;br /&gt;all knowledge is recollection from a previous&lt;br /&gt;existence.  This is not true as he states it, but it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;is&gt; true if one understands it to mean that we&lt;br /&gt;already have an ideal in us—one which is made by our&lt;br /&gt;thinking, our habits, our  experiences, and our desire.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise how would we know immediately, on seeing&lt;br /&gt;persons or things, that we loved them? Before meeting&lt;br /&gt;certain people we already have  a pattern and mold of&lt;br /&gt;what we like and what we do not like, certain persons&lt;br /&gt;fit into  that pattern, others do not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we hear music for the first time, we either like&lt;br /&gt;or dislike it. We judge it by the  music we already&lt;br /&gt;have heard in our own hearts. Jittery minds which&lt;br /&gt;cannot long  repose in one object of thought or in&lt;br /&gt;continuity of an idea love music which is  distracting,&lt;br /&gt;excited, and jittery. Calm minds like calm music: the&lt;br /&gt;heart has its own  secret melody, and one day when the&lt;br /&gt;score is played the heart answers, "This is it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is with love. A tiny architect works inside the&lt;br /&gt;human heart drawing sketches of  the ideal love from&lt;br /&gt;the people it sees, from the books it reads, from its&lt;br /&gt;hopes and  daydreams, in the fond hope that the eye may&lt;br /&gt;one day see the ideal and the hand touch  it. Life&lt;br /&gt;becomes satisfying the moment the dream is seen&lt;br /&gt;walking, and the person appears as the incarnation&lt;br /&gt;of all that one loves. The liking is instantaneous—&lt;br /&gt;because,  actually, it has been there waiting for a&lt;br /&gt;long time. &lt;/is&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do read the whole article.  It's not terribly long, and well worth your time.  His explanation of love at first sight is fascinating and raises the importance of proper formation.  If, as Sheen writes, our concept of "the one" is formed by "our thinking, our habits, our  experiences, and our desire", how important it is to ensure that those formative elements - including the example of parents, teachers, and friends - create a solid foundation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continues with a beautiful image of marriage as preparation for  Heaven:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;With marriage and its ripening with the fruit of love,&lt;br /&gt;there will dawn a new  understanding that everyone&lt;br /&gt;carries with him a blueprint of the one he loves, and&lt;br /&gt;that  One is God. The other partner then is seen as the&lt;br /&gt;Lord's John the Baptist, preparing the  way and making&lt;br /&gt;straight His paths.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;So, not only should our interior concept lead us to one who fulfills the ideal, but ultimately, that idea should also lead us on to God.  It's common to hear that spouses must lead one another to Heaven, but it is a bit different to hear them compared to the forerunner.  Spouses are not the pinnacle of relationship, and so far from the perfection of God that they are not even worthy to "loosen the thongs of His sandals", but rather, it is their calling to prepare the other for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Incidentally, I love the image of the "tiny architect" inside us; it brings to mind those &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=jwWWnCHTxIQ&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;old&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=MvRmn7pCOlc"&gt;animated&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=4JkX0EpKMK4"&gt;educational&lt;/a&gt; videos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-986645495391605473?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/986645495391605473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=986645495391605473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/986645495391605473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/986645495391605473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/06/from-dawn-eden-comes-this-reflection-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-7122916230863060638</id><published>2008-06-02T17:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T18:04:00.004-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Luckily, I think I've come down off Cloud Nine a little bit since Saturday.  I was downright giddy yesterday, and the night before that I couldn't sleep at all.  Why do I say "luckily"?  Well, as I wrote to &lt;a href="http://sobersophomore.blogspot.com"&gt;Mary Liz&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"My stream of consciousness ran something like: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh man.  I'm a Notre Dame student.  I get a class ring.  I get a meal plan.  No more walking from Saint Mary's.  I don't have to wake up ridiculously early to go to Mass.  I'm going to be a Notre Dame alum.  I get to take all my classes here.  My parents get to come for JPW.  They get football tickets, too.  Ooh, this solves my Father's day gift dilemma; I'll just get him a ------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...  Man, this just simplifies so many things.  Who cares if I don't get housing?  Oh man.  I'm a Notre Dame student...&lt;/span&gt; and so on and so forth for the better part of an hour.  Hopefully I'll get used to the concept soon, or I'll be one sleep-deprived Domer."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-7122916230863060638?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/7122916230863060638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=7122916230863060638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/7122916230863060638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/7122916230863060638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/06/luckily-i-think-ive-come-down-off-cloud.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-2990912663456351275</id><published>2008-06-02T17:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T17:41:39.100-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notre Dame'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rejection/wait-list letters:  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candles lit at the Grotto: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One virtually every day I've been here since August&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transcripts sent to Admissions Office: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study abroad grant I won't be using anymore: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$2514&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits I'm taking this summer to fulfill ND FYS requirements: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Days until I can walk up the steps of Main Building: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1077&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:120%;"&gt;Being a Domer forever: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Priceless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-2990912663456351275?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/2990912663456351275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=2990912663456351275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/2990912663456351275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/2990912663456351275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/06/rejectionwait-list-letters-3-candles.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-8520060658488075133</id><published>2008-06-01T00:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T00:08:24.798-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SEIcmDr20HI/AAAAAAAAAFs/oDxJrsA68WY/s1600-h/Notre+Dame+Letter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SEIcmDr20HI/AAAAAAAAAFs/oDxJrsA68WY/s400/Notre+Dame+Letter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206755559343575154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(but if there was a word, it would be ~reeeeeeeeeee!~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-8520060658488075133?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/8520060658488075133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=8520060658488075133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8520060658488075133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8520060658488075133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/06/there-are-no-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SEIcmDr20HI/AAAAAAAAAFs/oDxJrsA68WY/s72-c/Notre+Dame+Letter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-947779790378343436</id><published>2008-05-30T13:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T13:41:57.271-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mnconference.org"&gt;Wish I was there.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-947779790378343436?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/947779790378343436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=947779790378343436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/947779790378343436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/947779790378343436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/05/wish-i-was-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-4006754885628116564</id><published>2008-05-30T13:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T13:37:34.337-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is the World Day of Prayer for Priests.  You should be praying for priests everyday, but make a special effort today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prayer for Priests &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;by St. Therese of Lisieux)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;O Holy Father, may the torrents of love flowing from the sacred wounds of Thy Divine Son bring forth priests like unto the beloved disciple John who stood at the foot of the Cross; priests: who as a pledge of Thine own most tender love will lovingly give Thy Divine Son to the souls of men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Thy priests be faithful guardians of Thy Church, as John was of Mary, whom he received into his house. Taught by this loving Mother who suffered so much on Calvary, may they display a mother’s care and thoughtfulness towards Thy children. May they teach souls to enter into close union with Thee through Mary who, as the Gate of Heaven, is specially the guardian of the treasures of Thy Divine Heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give us priests who are on fire, and who are true children of Mary, priests who will give Jesus to souls with the same tenderness and care with which Mary carried the Little Child of Bethlehem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother of sorrows and of love, out of compassion for Thy beloved Son, open in our hearts deep wells of love, so that we may console Him and give Him a generation of priests formed in thy school and having all the tender thoughtfulness of thine own spotless love.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Also, I've been informed (by voicemail and text message and IM and email) that EWTN is broadcasting the FSSP ordinations, which are undoubtedly pretty sweet.  Alas, I will be trapped at the front desk until around 9:00, but according to EWTN's website, the Mass will be rebroadcast at midnight tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-4006754885628116564?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/4006754885628116564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=4006754885628116564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/4006754885628116564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/4006754885628116564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-is-world-day-of-prayer-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-2180617867262758276</id><published>2008-05-30T08:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T08:40:21.950-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notre Dame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PE Chapel'/><title type='text'>Random thoughts at 8:00 am</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't know who exactly thought it was a good idea to put the classes of '68 and '63 in PE &amp;amp; PW, but that really should be rethought.  None of these buildings were here when these guys were, and they have absolutely no sense of direction.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Also, while I'm glad they're working on the chapel, I think I may be driven to desperate measures by the noise today.  Did they have to choose &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;today &lt;/span&gt;to knock down a wall (and for that matter, to start at 7:00)?  I should have more pictures to put up in the next few days.  I'm still trying to get a peek at the plans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Random reslife trivia learned during staff training: during the last 3 weeks of classes, ResLife dealt with 85 cases of students who had been contacted by the recording industry re: illegal downloading.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Construction dust set off our fire alarms yesterday afternoon.  There were two of us working the front desk at the time, and we followed the emergency protocol, which was to go to the alarm system display board, which supposedly would tell us where the alarm had been triggered (we were then supposed to go to that spot and determine whether there was an actual fire).  Well, we went to the display, which gave us a nonsensical (to us, at least) string of numbers.  So much for that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My &lt;a href="http://ravelry.com"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/a&gt; invitation came through yesterday.  What an addicting site!  It's a good thing I just don't have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that much &lt;/span&gt;spare time, or I'd spend all day looking at patterns and knitting.  I'm about an inch and a half done with one sock, and as I mentioned, I think there'll be a lot of trial-and-error involved with this pattern, so it should keep me occupied for a while.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all I've got for now, but given that I'm on-duty at the desk until 1:00, I'm pretty sure my idleness will lead to more thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-2180617867262758276?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/2180617867262758276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=2180617867262758276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/2180617867262758276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/2180617867262758276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-thoughts-at-800-am.html' title='Random thoughts at 8:00 am'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-6424873169889594602</id><published>2008-05-29T22:14:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T22:43:49.205-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I recently finished my first non-scarf knitting project: a teddy bear.  All in all, it turned out to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;easy and I'm guessing it only took me a total of 4 or 5 hours to knit.  I hit a snag when I got to the cassock (I'm adapting the sweater pattern that was with the bear, and I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cannot&lt;/span&gt; figure it out).  Luckily, the biretta was easy enough (18 rounds on size 2 dpns, and then pinched together and sewn at the top), so at least he's got that.  Now he just needs a name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SD9jWzr20EI/AAAAAAAAAFU/xejpXtvV9Xo/s1600-h/IMG_0305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SD9jWzr20EI/AAAAAAAAAFU/xejpXtvV9Xo/s320/IMG_0305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205988937746010178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SD9jozr20FI/AAAAAAAAAFc/_HcfiyuOLHA/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SD9jozr20FI/AAAAAAAAAFc/_HcfiyuOLHA/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205989246983655506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-6424873169889594602?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/6424873169889594602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=6424873169889594602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/6424873169889594602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/6424873169889594602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-recently-finished-my-first-non-scarf.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SD9jWzr20EI/AAAAAAAAAFU/xejpXtvV9Xo/s72-c/IMG_0305.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-1261409869966960813</id><published>2008-05-28T22:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T22:35:31.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally saw &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Juno&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm pretty sure I'm the last person in the world to see it, so I'm not going to bother giving a review of any kind, except to say that I thought it was tremendous.  I just have one question that's been burning in my mind since I saw it: What is with that soundtrack? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even really know what genre that is; kinda teenage-girl coffee shop music, I guess.  The words don't rhyme, and some of it's not even that creative musically.  It's completely unlike anything else I listen to, and yet...I have this strange urge to buy it.  Does anyone else know what I'm talking about, or am I completely crazy in this case?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-1261409869966960813?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/1261409869966960813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=1261409869966960813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/1261409869966960813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/1261409869966960813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally-saw-juno.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-7296361634577764607</id><published>2008-05-27T22:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T22:56:50.984-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notre Dame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotions'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDzHyzr20CI/AAAAAAAAAFE/lNWY8cbQ7Xk/s1600-h/IMG_0302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDzHyzr20CI/AAAAAAAAAFE/lNWY8cbQ7Xk/s400/IMG_0302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205254945014992930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;O Holy Virgin, to whose feet we are lead by our anxious uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;in our search for and attainment of what is true and good, invoking&lt;br /&gt;Thee by the sweet title of Mother of Good Counsel. We beseech Thee&lt;br /&gt;to come to our assistance, when, along the road of this life, the&lt;br /&gt;darkness of error and of evil conspires towards our ruin by leading&lt;br /&gt;our minds and our hearts astray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do Thou, O Seat of Wisdom and Star of the Sea, enlighten the doubtful&lt;br /&gt;and the erring, that they be not seduced by the false appearances of&lt;br /&gt;good; render them steadfast in the race of the hostile and corrupting&lt;br /&gt;influences of passion and of sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Mother of Good Counsel, obtain for us from Thy Divine Son a great&lt;br /&gt;love of virtue,and, in the hour of uncertainty and trial, the strength to&lt;br /&gt;embrace the way that leads to our salvation. If thy hand sustains us,&lt;br /&gt;we shall walk unmolested along the path indicated to us by the life&lt;br /&gt;and words of Jesus our redeemer, and having followed freely and&lt;br /&gt;securely, even in the midst of this world's strife, the Sun of Truth&lt;br /&gt;and Justice under they maternal star, we shall come to the enjoyment&lt;br /&gt;of full and eternal peace with Thee in the haven of salvation.&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prayer to Our Lady of Good Counsel,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pius XII&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDzJiDr20DI/AAAAAAAAAFM/MiSVQqhop9o/s1600-h/IMG_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDzJiDr20DI/AAAAAAAAAFM/MiSVQqhop9o/s200/IMG_0288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205256856275439666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Candle lit this evening for special intentions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-7296361634577764607?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/7296361634577764607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=7296361634577764607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/7296361634577764607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/7296361634577764607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/05/o-holy-virgin-to-whose-feet-we-are-lead.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDzHyzr20CI/AAAAAAAAAFE/lNWY8cbQ7Xk/s72-c/IMG_0302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-7909576018031372412</id><published>2008-05-27T22:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T22:46:08.692-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daybook'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;FOR TODAY &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;May 27&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outside My Window... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;darkness.  I did notice, though, that the accursed masonry work they're doing on this building seems to be making progress.  For some reason, they have to replace a 3-brick-high section of the wall all around the building, and the concrete dust means that we have to shut our AC off from 9-5 and cover the vents with these cumbersome plastic shields.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thinking... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;that actually going out running on three consecutive days is a new personal record.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thankful for... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;roommates with whom I get along well.&lt;/s&gt;  I'll use that one tomorrow; as I was writing, the hall director came in with a room/front door key for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From the kitchen...&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; because we had staff training this evening, ORLH paid for us to eat in the dining hall.  Well, the roommates and I are pretty sure that we built up a tolerance to DH food, and it's completely gone now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am wearing...&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; sweats and a t-shirt, having just gone for a run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am creating... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unicornbooks.com/PDFs/patterns/MW_SpiralEyeletSocks.pdf"&gt;a pair of socks&lt;/a&gt;.  It's a big experiment, and I'm sure I'll end up tearing it out more than once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am going... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;to spend tomorrow in staff training, learning that there's no "i" in "team".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am reading...&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; a book I found while browsing in the library over the weekend: "The Catholic Youth's Guide to Life and Love".  Published in 1960, it's pretty interesting, actually; I'll probably end up writing a post on it later this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am hoping... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;that Alumni Reunion weekend (which actually runs Thursday-Saturday) isn't as much of a headache as it sounds like it's going to be.  240 members of the class of '68 in our dorm.  Between the three staff members, we need to cover the front desk from 8:00am-midnight every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am hearing... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;the air coming out of the vents next to me.  The clicking of my keyboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Around the house... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I'm not expecting to be in my room a lot this week, so I'm going to have to try not to just toss stuff on the floor when I pop in and out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of my favorite things... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;free food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Staff training tomorrow, reunion weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is picture thought I am sharing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDzHSTr20BI/AAAAAAAAAE8/oh95EBsdU5A/s1600-h/IMG_0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDzHSTr20BI/AAAAAAAAAE8/oh95EBsdU5A/s320/IMG_0273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205254386669244434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-7909576018031372412?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/7909576018031372412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=7909576018031372412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/7909576018031372412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/7909576018031372412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-today-may-27.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDzHSTr20BI/AAAAAAAAAE8/oh95EBsdU5A/s72-c/IMG_0273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-5172171156926459795</id><published>2008-05-26T19:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T20:16:24.283-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>A few pictures from the weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDtStDr2z_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/xXXcpJBpuJM/s1600-h/IMG_0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDtStDr2z_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/xXXcpJBpuJM/s320/IMG_0284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204844728393584626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDtP2Dr2z9I/AAAAAAAAADs/OHBQA2_x3RA/s1600-h/IMG_0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDtP2Dr2z9I/AAAAAAAAADs/OHBQA2_x3RA/s320/IMG_0286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204841584477523922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDtPZjr2z8I/AAAAAAAAADk/7Pu3Y6IRvpM/s1600-h/IMG_0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDtPZjr2z8I/AAAAAAAAADk/7Pu3Y6IRvpM/s320/IMG_0271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204841094851252162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-5172171156926459795?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/5172171156926459795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=5172171156926459795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/5172171156926459795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/5172171156926459795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/05/few-pictures-from-weekend.html' title='A few pictures from the weekend...'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDtStDr2z_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/xXXcpJBpuJM/s72-c/IMG_0284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-281143505289040577</id><published>2008-05-26T13:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T13:49:19.043-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daybook'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;FOR TODAY &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;May 26&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outside My Window... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;caution tape and the tires of a cherry picker (I'm in the kitchen, where the window is at ground level)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thinking... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;that I really need to get used to metal handles on saucepans, before I burn myself again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thankful for... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;air conditioning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From the kitchen...&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; pasta boiling on the stove, ready to become tuna salad for dinner.  I baked biscuits for breakfast yesterday and have some left over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am wearing...&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; earth tones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am creating... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;hmm...I put a face on my teddy bear yesterday.  Does that count?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am going... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;to get some work done this afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am reading... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;same old, same old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am hoping... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;that the pollen miraculously goes away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am hearing... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;water boiling.  It's actually kind of a strange sound when you stop and listen to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Around the house... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I'm very glad for AC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of my favorite things... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;a warm bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Staff training tomorrow and Wednesday, and then it's alumni reunion weekend, so I'll probably be pretty busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is picture thought I am sharing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDr3njr2z7I/AAAAAAAAADc/HDylEx2vDzc/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDr3njr2z7I/AAAAAAAAADc/HDylEx2vDzc/s320/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204744578346176434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-281143505289040577?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/281143505289040577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=281143505289040577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/281143505289040577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/281143505289040577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-today-may-26.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDr3njr2z7I/AAAAAAAAADc/HDylEx2vDzc/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-4684470329120581454</id><published>2008-05-25T10:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T10:13:50.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Props to whomever wrote the headline for this week's issue of &lt;a href="http://www.diocesefwsb.org/TODAY/"&gt;Today's Catholic&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.diocesefwsb.org/TODAY/"&gt;"In Genoa, pope fights battle for the soul of Italy, all of Europe"&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-4684470329120581454?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/4684470329120581454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=4684470329120581454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/4684470329120581454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/4684470329120581454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/05/props-to-whomever-wrote-headline-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-3477815811397330701</id><published>2008-05-25T10:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T10:11:19.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am quite convinced that were it not for my guardian angel, I would sleep through far more things than I do now.  This morning, I needed to pick Kim up at 6:30 so that we could make it to 7:00 Mass.  Since I haven't exactly been an early bird this week, I decided to finally plug in my alarm clock last night (I had just been using my cell phone's alarm, but it's far too easy to push "off" rather than "snooze").  So, after stringing an extension cord halfway across the room (which has a sad lack of outlets), I set my alarm.  I had a headache, and was having sort of a brain-disconnected-from-head-and-body evening, so I was very deliberate in setting it.    I double-checked the time, and the fact that it was indeed set, and then, as an afterthought, checked to make sure that the alarm was set for AM.  All was well.  Why then, you ask, did I wake up at 6:27, in a panic?  Well, in my careful checking of the alarm's setting, I forgot to make sure that the clock itself was on AM.  Whoops.  Needless to say, I attribute the fact that I woke up (more or less) on time to something besides myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In case you're wondering, I am very proud to say that I got dressed, got to my car, and made it across campus in exactly 10 minutes.  And we were still early for Mass.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-3477815811397330701?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/3477815811397330701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=3477815811397330701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/3477815811397330701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/3477815811397330701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-quite-convinced-that-were-it-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-8625792366550062143</id><published>2008-05-24T21:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T22:06:06.883-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daybook'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;FOR TODAY &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;May 24&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outside My Window... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;is the great unknown.  My shades are drawn and I'm done with the outside world for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thinking... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;that I accomplished something good today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thankful for... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;a hot cup of tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From the kitchen... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;the aforementioned tea.  Cinnamon stick, in this case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am wearing...&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; my pajamas: flannel pants and a sweatshirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am creating... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;the perfect environment for a good night's sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am going... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;to 7:00 Mass in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am reading... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;the same book I've been working on.&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am hoping... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;that I get a room key soon so that I can come and go from the building with the knowledge that I'll be able to get back in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am hearing... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;the season finale of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;House&lt;/span&gt;.  Thank you, Mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Around the house... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I have a bit of a headache, which isn't helped by the fact that my roommate got bored and decided to dye her hair.  Ach, that smell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of my favorite things... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;a warm bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Work, work, lay outside in the sun and read a book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is picture thought I am sharing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDjJUjr2z6I/AAAAAAAAADU/nnv4GkW7MuU/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDjJUjr2z6I/AAAAAAAAADU/nnv4GkW7MuU/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204130724440362914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-8625792366550062143?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/8625792366550062143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=8625792366550062143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8625792366550062143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8625792366550062143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-today-may-24.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDjJUjr2z6I/AAAAAAAAADU/nnv4GkW7MuU/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-7935018987934558785</id><published>2008-05-23T22:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T22:32:30.327-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As I mentioned before, I've been working through season 1 of "The Muppet Show", and I just watched this little gem that I'd like to dedicate to...well, you all know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8YS9DhwT2E8&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8YS9DhwT2E8&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-7935018987934558785?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/7935018987934558785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=7935018987934558785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/7935018987934558785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/7935018987934558785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/05/as-i-mentioned-before-ive-been-working.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-7954498510991052067</id><published>2008-05-23T21:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T22:32:48.559-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daybook'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;FOR TODAY &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;May 23&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outside My Window... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;in the hallway, there's a line for the bathroom.  A line!  After a week of having it almost to myself, I'm going to have to adjust my shower schedule...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thinking... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;that I don't want to make a career out of desk clerking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thankful for... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;a place to which I can escape at the end of a long day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From the kitchen... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I'm just finally eating dinner, even though it's 10:00 (I'm been working since noon).  Just rice, milk, and cinnamon/sugar.  Not much, but I'm tired, and it only took me 10 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am wearing... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;a skirt, blouse, and nifty Staff ID badge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am creating... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;a reading list for the summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am going... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;to wake up early and do something useful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am reading... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;David Copperfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;, although I made significant progress today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am hoping... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;that I don't feel quite so brain-dead in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am hearing... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;the canasta party out in the lounge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Around the house... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;same old, same old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of my favorite things... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;the chance to read a good book without interruption.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I'd don't actually have any plans for tomorrow.  At some point, I'd like to venture out to the Farmers' Market...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is picture thought I am sharing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDd6fjr2z5I/AAAAAAAAADM/dBkJORVcWfs/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDd6fjr2z5I/AAAAAAAAADM/dBkJORVcWfs/s320/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203762577023618962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-7954498510991052067?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/7954498510991052067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=7954498510991052067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/7954498510991052067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/7954498510991052067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-today-may-23.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDd6fjr2z5I/AAAAAAAAADM/dBkJORVcWfs/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-2985628361630794870</id><published>2008-05-23T17:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T12:10:55.269-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship: It Can't Hurt</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite things about being Catholic is being backed up by 2,000 years of traditions and Magisterium.  I just love finding something that I struggled to articulate, put so perfectly by someone far wiser than myself.  For example, I recently spent four hours in conversation trying to articulate &lt;i id="twmz0"&gt;why &lt;/i&gt;exactly, in complicated relationship situations, it's far better - even if not easier - to err on the side of friendship, which helps ensure one of two possibilities: 1) circumstances will change and eventually lead to marriage, in which case the time devoted to pursuing friendship will have built a strong foundation for the relationship, or 2) if it never leads to anything beyond friendship, then at least that will have been preserved.  Anyway, this is a long build-up to something that I found in the &lt;i id="g93r0"&gt;Catechism &lt;/i&gt;while working on a research project yesterday.  After spending so long trying to figure out how to articulate what &lt;i id="mpw_0"&gt;seemed &lt;/i&gt;right, and getting frustrated with my inability to word it well, I found the following: &lt;i id="v5jk0"&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;The virtue of chastity blooms in friendship.  It shows the disciple how to follow and imitate him who has chosen us as his friends, who has given himself totally to us and allows us to participate in his divine estate.  Chastity is a promise of immortality. Chastity is expressed notably in friendship with one's neighbor.  Whether it develops between persons of the same or opposite sex, friendship represents a great good for all.  It leads to spiritual communion.  (CCC 2347)  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Ha!  "A great good for all"!  I knew it!  Thank you, &lt;i id="i6i40"&gt;Catechism&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-2985628361630794870?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/2985628361630794870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=2985628361630794870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/2985628361630794870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/2985628361630794870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-of-my-favorite-things-about-being.html' title='Friendship: It Can&apos;t Hurt'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-6506764049643508417</id><published>2008-05-22T23:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T23:27:03.223-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daybook'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;FOR TODAY &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;May 22&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outside My Window... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;is dark, except for lights on in a room on the other half of the building.  Since we're the only occupied room right now, that's a little weird...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thinking... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;about what wonderfully useful things I'm going to do tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thankful for... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;the Catechism, wherein I find things so clearly stated, that I spent hours trying to articulate (more on that later).&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From the kitchen... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;pizza during a staff meeting.  Really, though, I do cook!  I made up something with rice, chicken, lemon juice, and basil yesterday, and it was quite edible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am wearing... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;jeans and a sweater.  I can't wait until Monday, when it's supposed to get up to 75 degrees and stay there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am creating... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;a cassock for my teddy bear (pictures to come when he's finished).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am going... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;to go crazy if I don't get a key soon.  As it is, my ID doesn't work in the door, and I don't have a key for my room or the front door, so I take my chances every time I leave the building.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am reading... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;David Copperfield &lt;/span&gt;(yes, still.  It's a long book.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am hoping... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;that I can get back into a normal sleep pattern (by which I mean up by 7:30).  Circumstances seem to be conspiring against me, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am hearing... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;chatting with my roommate.  From her accent, I would've guessed she was from Chicago, but it turns out she's from Southern Michigan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Around the house... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;found my shoes today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of my favorite things... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;really cold grapefruit juice.  Is it strange that that's one of my favorite drinks?  It's part of my top-secret, stay-up-until-4:00, finals-week ritual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Actually start work tomorrow.  Our first conference comes in at noon.  It's the Medjugorie conference; the average attendee age is 80.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is picture thought I am sharing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDY5SDr2z4I/AAAAAAAAADE/Ma2UHkxCFXQ/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDY5SDr2z4I/AAAAAAAAADE/Ma2UHkxCFXQ/s320/057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203409401862868866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-6506764049643508417?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/6506764049643508417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=6506764049643508417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/6506764049643508417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/6506764049643508417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-today-may-22.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDY5SDr2z4I/AAAAAAAAADE/Ma2UHkxCFXQ/s72-c/057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-5322856408518219373</id><published>2008-05-21T23:04:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T19:08:18.881-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PE Chapel'/><title type='text'>"Make this tabernacle and all its furnishings exactly like the pattern I will show you." (Exodus 25:9)</title><content type='html'>When I found out that I'd be staying in PE for the summer, one of the things I was most excited about (besides the dorm's sentimental value and air conditioning) was the chance to witness firsthand the chapel renovation.  This chapel was the unfortunate victim of '80's architecture and a pantsuit-nun rector, and featured such lovely furnishings as the "Birdcage Tabernacle" and lots of pillows (Mary Liz and Em - I don't have any pictures of the chapel at the height of it's sadness; do you?).  According to the hall manager, this summer the chapel will see $800,000 of renovations, including stained glass, getting rid of the pillars, and knocking down walls.  Below are pictures of the chapel as it is today, with the altar and everything else moved out and the "bulldozing" (the rector's word) having just begun.  I'm planning to post updates as often as something significant happens.  While I'm sure that the space won't turn into sometime magnificent, I'm hopeful that something good will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDX8XDr2z1I/AAAAAAAAACo/7YmUxbJbhUA/s1600-h/IMG_0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDX8XDr2z1I/AAAAAAAAACo/7YmUxbJbhUA/s320/IMG_0265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203342417552920402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDX8gTr2z2I/AAAAAAAAACw/YMqpFFhB_mg/s1600-h/IMG_0266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDX8gTr2z2I/AAAAAAAAACw/YMqpFFhB_mg/s320/IMG_0266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203342576466710370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDX8oDr2z3I/AAAAAAAAAC4/NLTnOxdcgP4/s1600-h/IMG_0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDX8oDr2z3I/AAAAAAAAAC4/NLTnOxdcgP4/s320/IMG_0267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203342709610696562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-5322856408518219373?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/5322856408518219373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=5322856408518219373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/5322856408518219373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/5322856408518219373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/05/make-this-tabernacle-and-all-its.html' title='&quot;Make this tabernacle and all its furnishings exactly like the pattern I will show you.&quot; (Exodus 25:9)'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDX8XDr2z1I/AAAAAAAAACo/7YmUxbJbhUA/s72-c/IMG_0265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-5381778070964132285</id><published>2008-05-21T11:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T19:09:25.439-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daybook'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;FOR TODAY &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;May 21&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outside My Window... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;is the ever-present florescent light in the hallway that never.turns.off.  Given that we're in a converted study lounge, there are lots of windows facing the hallway, and they're covered by woefully inadequate curtains.  We now understand why the previous occupants of the room had their wardrobes against the windows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thinking... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;about doing something productive today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thankful for... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wga.hu/index1.html"&gt;this website&lt;/a&gt;, plus left-over print quota, plus a nice color printer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From the kitchen... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I just figured out this morning that the fridge wasn't turned on.  Whoops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am wearing... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;a blue flowered skirt and blue shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am creating... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;a homey little corner for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am going... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;to meet Kim at Mass soon, and then taking her grocery shopping.  I really hope she doesn't need too much, because my car is quite full with my surplus stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am reading... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;David Copperfield &lt;/span&gt;(yes, still.  It's a long book.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am hoping... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;that the next few weeks go by quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am hearing... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;The Muppet Show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;on my computer.  Netflix rocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Around the house... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;things are beginning to get sorted out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of my favorite things... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;a good cup of coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Work tomorrow, getting some useful things done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is picture thought I am sharing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDQ-XjObVSI/AAAAAAAAACg/oAPgupYRcQo/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDQ-XjObVSI/AAAAAAAAACg/oAPgupYRcQo/s320/022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202852043833431330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-5381778070964132285?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/5381778070964132285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=5381778070964132285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/5381778070964132285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/5381778070964132285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-today-may-21.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDQ-XjObVSI/AAAAAAAAACg/oAPgupYRcQo/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-5462542240229393522</id><published>2008-05-20T21:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T21:11:40.408-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Crappy Dorm Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="c90y" style="padding: 1em 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div id="k6.s" style="padding: 1em 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img id="u79i0" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://docs.google.com/File?id=dczbf269_58hnkmm3hd_b" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div id="tpsf" style="padding: 1em 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img id="piiz0" style="width: 200px; height: 266.667px;" src="http://docs.google.com/File?id=dczbf269_59ctbk8qhq_b" /&gt;   &lt;div id="hc8n" style="padding: 1em 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img id="eoc:0" style="width: 320px; height: 426.667px;" src="http://docs.google.com/File?id=dczbf269_60g5jvk5dg_b" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-5462542240229393522?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/5462542240229393522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=5462542240229393522' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/5462542240229393522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/5462542240229393522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='Home Sweet Crappy Dorm Room'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-3144362127895784042</id><published>2008-05-20T20:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T20:22:32.524-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.newsday.com/entertainment/music/ny-worstalbumcovers-pg,0,531818.photogallery"&gt;50 Worst Album Covers&lt;/a&gt;.  Slightly terrifying, yet hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(WARNING: Ventriloquist dummies.  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forgot to warn *someone* about that.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-3144362127895784042?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/3144362127895784042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=3144362127895784042' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/3144362127895784042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/3144362127895784042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/05/50-worst-album-covers.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-5616546941943436003</id><published>2008-05-20T14:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T14:49:42.332-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Move-in, Day 3</title><content type='html'>Well, I think I've managed to find all the really important stuff.  Now to find places for it...  If this room weren't ridiculously small (or if they would've given us individual rooms like they said they would), I'd be fine, but as it is, I've got precisely one corner of the room in which to arrange my life.  I really just want to go through all my stuff and get rid of 80% of it, but I don't know that that will happen anytime soon.  Ah, to be a Carthusian...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-5616546941943436003?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/5616546941943436003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=5616546941943436003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/5616546941943436003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/5616546941943436003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/05/move-in-day-3.html' title='Move-in, Day 3'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-4536537585162496663</id><published>2008-05-20T11:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T11:04:27.830-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daybook'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FOR TODAY May 20...&lt;br /&gt;Outside My Window... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;it still looks like it's going to rain.  Lovely view of Flanner and Grace, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;about how on earth I'm going to make my stuff fit in this room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;having my bed cleaned off and sheets on it last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;going out to lunch with the Hall Staff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;jeans and my Right to Life hoodie.  It's cold out and I don't feel like putting a lot of effort into being cute today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am creating... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;a little bit of art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;to go on a (mostly unnecessary) tour of the building at noon, and then to lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;only when I accomplish some unpacking today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;that I find a few things (my cardstock and allergy meds, mostly) soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hearing... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;one of my roommates un-pack.  Probably what I should be doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I can actually sit at my desk, so I suppose that's something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;having an orderly space in which to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;more unpacking, more settling in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is picture I'm sharing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDLzbzObVRI/AAAAAAAAACY/25OsUNOT3aE/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDLzbzObVRI/AAAAAAAAACY/25OsUNOT3aE/s320/044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202488178499081490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-4536537585162496663?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/4536537585162496663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=4536537585162496663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/4536537585162496663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/4536537585162496663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-today-may-20.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDLzbzObVRI/AAAAAAAAACY/25OsUNOT3aE/s72-c/044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-1150881459714029093</id><published>2008-05-19T18:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T11:04:27.830-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daybook'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FOR TODAY May 19...&lt;br /&gt;Outside My Window... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;it looks like it might rain soon.  The whole university is quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;that I didn't appreciate this past year enough while it was here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;uncountable blessings that have made themselves manifest in the last little while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;crackers and granola bars that happened to be on top of my bags of food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;the same clothes I wore yesterday.  I haven't really had a chance to unpack all my clothes yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am creating... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;a cozy little corner in my too-small dorm room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;to get as much unpacking done as possible before I collapse into bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;nothing too substantial today.  I read a bit of "David Copperfield" when I woke up at 4:15 and couldn't get back to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;that I'll be able to fit everything into the aforementioned tiny room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hearing... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;birds outside, and whatever comes up randomly on iTunes.  It keeps playing really melancholic songs.  Not helping my general mood right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;too much stuff, not enough space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;a good night's sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;unpack, settle in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is picture I'm sharing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDIFGTObVQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/3oYlN2hR6YI/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDIFGTObVQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/3oYlN2hR6YI/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202226125364483330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-1150881459714029093?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/1150881459714029093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=1150881459714029093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/1150881459714029093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/1150881459714029093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-today-may-18.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/SDIFGTObVQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/3oYlN2hR6YI/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-335528808188998681</id><published>2008-05-18T23:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T23:53:06.875-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Technical Difficulties</title><content type='html'>Aaaahhhh!  I went to edit my Current Reading list, and something terrible happened to my template; namely, all the cute is gone.  I'm not exactly sure what happened, and I can't seem to fix it easily, so I'll have to screw around with it a bit and see if I can revive it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-335528808188998681?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/335528808188998681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=335528808188998681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/335528808188998681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/335528808188998681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/05/technical-difficulties.html' title='Technical Difficulties'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-5756298326708475086</id><published>2008-05-18T22:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T11:04:27.831-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daybook'/><title type='text'>How I propose to to do this...</title><content type='html'>I'd like to get into the habit of posting more regularly, and I recently found a fun idea that I think will give me a little motivation/content for a daily post: &lt;a href="http://thesimplewoman.blogspot.com/2008/04/join-simple-womans-daybook.html"&gt;The Simple Woman's Daybook&lt;/a&gt;.  I think the concept itself is obvious enough that I don't need to explain it, so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FOR TODAY &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;May 18&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outside My Window... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;is dark, but I know that there's a large construction project going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thinking... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;about moving all my stuff into my new room tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thankful for... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;an amazing friend who has made this the best year of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From the kitchen... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;there isn't much, since I haven't started cooking for myself yet (that'll come tomorrow or Tuesday).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am wearing... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;the clothes that I set out for myself when I went to bed at 5:15 after packing all night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am creating... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;a blog post.  I'm too tired to do much else right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am going... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;to miss Mary Liz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am reading... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;the last sentence I wrote.  (In my spare time, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;David Copperfield&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am hoping... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;that tomorrow's move goes off without a hitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am hearing... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;the few other people who are using the library computers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Around the house... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;my life is in boxes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of my favorite things... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;polyphony and other choral music.  After an intense week of choir rehearsals and concerts, I can't get the music out of my head (which is okay).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Tomorrow: move into my summer room; say goodbye to Mary Liz.  Rest of the Week: Settle in, work on some random projects, start my real job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is picture thought I am sharing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.saintmarys.edu/%7Ehkleje01/Photography/puddle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.saintmarys.edu/%7Ehkleje01/Photography/puddle.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-5756298326708475086?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/5756298326708475086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=5756298326708475086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/5756298326708475086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/5756298326708475086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-i-propose-to-to-do-this.html' title='How I propose to to do this...'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-6537821380680378978</id><published>2008-05-18T22:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T22:06:56.192-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, yeah...</title><content type='html'>I realize it's been months and months since I've posted, and even my own mother doesn't read this anymore.  However, given the prospect of facing a relatively quiet (read: boring) summer at school, taking classes and sitting behind the front desk of a dorm, I thought I'd revive this little ol' blog, if for no other reason than my own amusement.  So, while I can't guarantee anything regular or substantial, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will &lt;/span&gt;be making an effort to post more often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-6537821380680378978?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/6537821380680378978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=6537821380680378978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/6537821380680378978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/6537821380680378978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2008/05/yeah-yeah.html' title='Yeah, yeah...'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mNXhTp3oj_s/R9H_qZf-6FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSbhUmXSIkU/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-4213394296514934785</id><published>2007-06-22T22:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T22:55:09.981-04:00</updated><title type='text'>John &amp; Mary Catholic in the Spotlight</title><content type='html'>If you haven't already seen them, check out &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/amywelborn.typepad.com"&gt;Amy Welborn's&lt;/a&gt; informative and highly amusing &lt;a href="http://amywelborn.typepad.com/openbook/2007/06/note_to_john_an.html"&gt;thread&lt;/a&gt; on Bishop Trautman's statement that the average Catholic will have trouble understanding the proposed translations of the Mass.  For a succinct and witty response, do read George Weigel's article &lt;a href="http://www.archden.org/dcr//news.php?e=424&amp;s=3&amp;amp;a=8902"&gt;"We Are Not Morons"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;" Are there clunkers in the new translations? Undoubtedly. But will ICEL’s attempt to restore the sacral vocabulary and linguistic rhythms of the Roman Rite to Catholic worship within the Anglosphere destroy our ability to pray as a community? Please; we’re not morons. I’d even venture the guess that prayers translated with far more fidelity to the Latin originals will be a step toward a deeper, more prayerful encounter with what Bishop Trautman rightly calls “the greatest gift of God, the Eucharist.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose for a minute that Catholics do come across unfamiliar words in the liturgy.  Oddly enough, publishers seem to have anticipated such a dilemma by coming out with a book that - wait for it - provides the meaning of unfamiliar words.  Even easier, if one were to Google, for example, "unsullied", and click on the first result, one would find the alternate meaning of "clean".  The next time that word came up - in the liturgy or elsewhere - it would no longer be a mystery.  More importantly, it would, I believe, lead to a higher level of engagement in said liturgy.  Speaking at least for myself, I believe I would find myself more likely to pay attention if I had invested even a small amount of time into discovering the meaning of the prayers.  Besides, having some level of mental engagement (hearing uncommon vocabulary) can only force listeners to pay closer attention, and I don't think anyone's arguing against that.  A common tip in SAT prep for the Verbal section is to use context to determine or make an educated guess at the meaning of a word.  Again, I think we would all be better off if we paid closer attention to what has sadly become all-too-familiar and zoned-out-upon words (I speak as much to myself here as to anyone).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, but the distinction between the language of the liturgy and the language of everyday conversation leads to a heightened sense of propriety.  When one steps into a church, one is (hopefully) reminded visually that they are in a special place.  The sights, smells, and music serve as a reminder that this is something set apart, and so too should the words spoken.  When you receive a wedding invitation, it doesn't say "My parents and his parents want you to come to our wedding on June 7 - 1:30-ish.  Let us know if you can make it."  Rather, the words used denote the significance of the event taking place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned SAT prep before.  Most 11th &amp; 12th grade students are required or strongly encouraged to take an SAT prep class.  A bit part of that is studying vocabulary, including words like "abase", "abstruse", "onerous", and "obviate".  If the average high-schooler can familiarize themselves with those words, which they'll rarely use, I think they can handle "sullied" and "unfeigned", which will - God willing - be used every Sunday in every Catholic church.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-4213394296514934785?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/4213394296514934785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=4213394296514934785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/4213394296514934785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/4213394296514934785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2007/06/john-mary-catholic-in-spotlight.html' title='John &amp; Mary Catholic in the Spotlight'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mq54aAlUnGQ/SGw-5YQDz0I/AAAAAAAAABI/T5WqoBmbgPs/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-191018776961328224</id><published>2007-06-20T19:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T22:10:13.481-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures in Fondant (or: Maybe sometimes it's easier to just take a class)</title><content type='html'>Mom and I have been meaning for a while to learn how to do a few different things, like fondant a cake and arrange flowers.  We went to Joann's on Sunday with the intention of signing up for a Fondant class, and discovered that while the class itself is only $25, there's a supply list that adds up to $50+, and we just couldn't justify spending that much (especially for 2 of us).  Undaunted, we thought, "How hard could it be to teach ourselves?"  Four hours, 2 lbs. of powdered sugar, and one batch of tough-as-rubber fondant later, we knew.  For a family that's notorious for not eating cake, it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; worth the effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mq54aAlUnGQ/RnnBSGMJ0EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ztzwLPC8J4U/s1600-h/Experimentation+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mq54aAlUnGQ/RnnBSGMJ0EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ztzwLPC8J4U/s200/Experimentation+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078302571480338498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I didn't feel like taking the saran wrap off the cake before I took the picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Fortunately, our second round of experiments was far more successful.  Guided only by a Martha Stewart DVD from the library, we bought 2 dozen roses and some odds and ends from Sam's Club and set to work.  15 minutes later, we had what we agreed was a pretty acceptable bouquet.  Not to mention that for the same price as the batch of fondant, we got something far more attractive that won't get dry after a day, and probably tastes better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mq54aAlUnGQ/RnnESGMJ0FI/AAAAAAAAAAc/J45Q8F4Z-YE/s1600-h/Experimentation+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mq54aAlUnGQ/RnnESGMJ0FI/AAAAAAAAAAc/J45Q8F4Z-YE/s200/Experimentation+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078305870015221842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-191018776961328224?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/191018776961328224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=191018776961328224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/191018776961328224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/191018776961328224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2007/06/adventures-in-fondant-or-maybe.html' title='Adventures in Fondant (or: Maybe sometimes it&apos;s easier to just take a class)'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mq54aAlUnGQ/SGw-5YQDz0I/AAAAAAAAABI/T5WqoBmbgPs/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mq54aAlUnGQ/RnnBSGMJ0EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ztzwLPC8J4U/s72-c/Experimentation+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-4126529334479275528</id><published>2007-06-20T19:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T19:18:43.212-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd like to be there when they try to sell those...</title><content type='html'>Monday morning, thieves made off with gutters from the Fort Wayne Cathedral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;According to a police report, a priest inside the cathedral at 1122 S. Calhoun St. heard a commotion outside around 3 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he looked out his window, he saw three males taking the copper gutter off the back of the main church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priest made faces and waved his hands at the thieves, who ran off. He tried to awaken another priest, but couldn’t, so he went back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Full story &lt;a href="http://www.fortwayne.com/mld/newssentinel/news/local/17389547.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-4126529334479275528?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/4126529334479275528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=4126529334479275528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/4126529334479275528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/4126529334479275528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2007/06/id-like-to-be-there-when-they-try-to.html' title='I&apos;d like to be there when they try to sell those...'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mq54aAlUnGQ/SGw-5YQDz0I/AAAAAAAAABI/T5WqoBmbgPs/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-3820491535680644062</id><published>2007-06-19T22:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T19:11:34.629-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Support Your Local Bloggers!</title><content type='html'>June has turned out to be quite the month for meeting in person people who I have gotten to know through their blogs.  I started out by meeting &lt;a href="http://www.daniellebean.com"&gt;Danielle Bean &lt;/a&gt; and getting to babysit her adorable baby while she spoke at the &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com"&gt; MN Catholic Home Ed Conference &lt;/a&gt;.  I also got to meet &lt;a href="http://www.patentsgirl.blogspot.com"&gt; Margaret &lt;/a&gt;, who was every bit as sweet in person as she is on her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mq54aAlUnGQ/RniZ2GMJ0DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NsYeZC6Ra0U/s1600-h/Dawn+Eden+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mq54aAlUnGQ/RniZ2GMJ0DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NsYeZC6Ra0U/s320/Dawn+Eden+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077977734513807410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having nearly filled my quota of homeschool mom bloggers (now if I could only meet &lt;a href="http://www.melissawiley.typepad.com"&gt; Melissa Wiley&lt;/a&gt;...), I made it a point to go to the &lt;a href="http://www.chesterton.org/rediscover/conference.html"&gt;Chesterton Conference&lt;/a&gt; last Friday to hear &lt;a href="http://www.dawneden.com/blogger.html"&gt; Dawn Eden's &lt;/a&gt; presentation &lt;i&gt;The Girl Who Was Thirsty: How G. K. Chesterton Opened the Door to My Conversion&lt;/i&gt;.  I brought my copy of her &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Thrill-Chaste-Finding-Fulfillment-Keeping/dp/084991311X/%20ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/104-6028543-6369513?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1182308906&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;awesome book&lt;/a&gt; (yeah, I know I'm not the target audience; I very much enjoyed it anyway), in hopes that I could get her to sign it.  Lo and behold, I walked in the doors of the conference building, and who should be sitting behind the registration table but the lady herself!  She wasn't signing books at the time, but I asked anyway (I had to leave immediately afterward to help celebrate &lt;a href="http://www.doubleshotthoughts.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;i&gt;someone's&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 21st birthday), and she graciously obliged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having accomplished that, we sat down to enjoy her talk.  Let me say this: if you enjoy her writing, you MUST see her in person!  Dawn has a speaking style that is like her writing style, but intensified.  Her wonderful sense of humor is all the more apparent in person, as is the intensely personal nature of her chosen subject.  It already takes great courage to be so candid and earnest about something so personal; I can't even imagine being willing to share it again and again with crowds of complete strangers.  Beyond all that, though, Dawn's joy was so obvious and contagious that one couldn't help but smile just to watch her share the gift she has been given.  Hats off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening, 2 or 3 things coincided and freed my schedule up so that I could go to Theology on Tap North.  I wasn't at all expecting to know anyone there, and I was really surprised to meet ToT regular and tonight's featured speaker, &lt;a href="http://www.adorotedevote.blogspot.com"&gt;Adoro&lt;/a&gt;, who talked about the occult. She shared &lt;a href="http://adorotedevote.blogspot.com/2006/04/tale-of-tarot.html"&gt;this story&lt;/a&gt; and gave us some helpful definitions and information.  I can see why she teaches RCIA - she's just as articulate in person as on her blog, and really has a gift for explaining things.  For myself, I read &lt;a href="http://www.crisismagazine.com/november2003/hoopes.htm"&gt; this article &lt;/a&gt; when was first published, and it singlehandedly did a pretty good job of helping with temptation (the past that sticks in my head?  &lt;i&gt;"Try this: The next time you face a temptation, remind yourself that you’re cooperating with the malevolent will of a highly developed insect that hates you yet wants to be with you forever. You’ll find your old reliable sins lose a little of their allure."&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-3820491535680644062?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/3820491535680644062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=3820491535680644062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/3820491535680644062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/3820491535680644062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2007/06/support-your-local-bloggers.html' title='Support Your Local Bloggers!'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mq54aAlUnGQ/SGw-5YQDz0I/AAAAAAAAABI/T5WqoBmbgPs/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mq54aAlUnGQ/RniZ2GMJ0DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NsYeZC6Ra0U/s72-c/Dawn+Eden+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-8703247071693140393</id><published>2007-01-31T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T21:37:59.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; padding: 6px; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; color: black; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: black; font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;You know the Bible 98%!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 98%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;Wow!  You are awesome!  You are a true Biblical scholar, not just a hearer but a personal reader!  The books, the characters, the events, the verses - you know it all!  You are fantastic!     &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/ultimate_bible_quiz" style="color: blue;"&gt;Ultimate Bible Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/" style="color: blue;"&gt;Create MySpace Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-8703247071693140393?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/8703247071693140393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=8703247071693140393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8703247071693140393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8703247071693140393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-know-bible-98-wow-you-are-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mq54aAlUnGQ/SGw-5YQDz0I/AAAAAAAAABI/T5WqoBmbgPs/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-1180873981125087724</id><published>2007-01-30T00:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T21:17:28.059-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crunching Numbers</title><content type='html'>Let's do a quick comparison of some numbers relating to last week's March for Life and yesterday's anti-war protest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table class="MsoTableGrid" style="border: medium none ; border-collapse: collapse;" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style=""&gt;   &lt;td style="border: 1pt solid windowtext; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 2.05in;" valign="top" width="197"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: windowtext windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1pt 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 2.05in;" valign="top" width="197"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;March for Life&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: windowtext windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1pt 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 2.05in;" valign="top" width="197"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anti-War Protest&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style=""&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 2.05in;" valign="top" width="197"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rally attendance&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 2.05in;" valign="top" width="197"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;140,000*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 2.05in;" valign="top" width="197"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Tens of thousands”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style=""&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 2.05in;" valign="top" width="197"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Words in the AP story&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 2.05in;" valign="top" width="197"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://apnews.myway.com/article/20070123/D8MQPFR00.html"&gt;267&lt;/a&gt;**&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 2.05in;" valign="top" width="197"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://apnews.myway.com/article/20070128/D8MU9OR80.html"&gt;999&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*I got this number from the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;National Catholic Register&lt;/span&gt;.  The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/01/23/washington/23abortion.html?ex=1170219600&amp;en=47e1797d61e81f3d&amp;amp;ei=5070"&gt;NY Times&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; reduces that number to mere "thousands".  Not having been there, it's hard for me to say which number is more accurate, but judging from the attendance of past years' marches, I'm inclined to believe that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NCR&lt;/span&gt;'s number is closer to the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**The only AP article I could find that related to the March actually dealt more with the GOP Presidential candidates who were at the March.  If someone knows of an article that deals more directly with the March itself, let me know.  Otherwise, I'm sticking with my umbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-1180873981125087724?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/1180873981125087724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=1180873981125087724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/1180873981125087724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/1180873981125087724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2007/01/crunching-numbers.html' title='Crunching Numbers'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mq54aAlUnGQ/SGw-5YQDz0I/AAAAAAAAABI/T5WqoBmbgPs/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-1276335294696806333</id><published>2007-01-29T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T20:36:55.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Observations on Laws &amp; Definitions</title><content type='html'>Take a look at the following quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Just because its in the womb its still vulnerable, in fact its most vulnerable, I think its appropriate to send a message and protect the unborn."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Given that last week saw the 33rd annual March for Life in Washington D.C., could it be from an article about the march or pro-life legislation?  Sadly, no.  It's from &lt;a href="http://www.kare11.com/news/news_article.aspx?storyid=228071"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; news story about a domestic dispute that resulted in the death of an unborn baby.  The story goes on to state that "34 states across the nation, including Minnesota and Wisconsin have some sort of homicide law that recognizes unborn victims."  And yet, if the baby's mother had decided to have an abortion, we wouldn't be reading sentences like "The case stunned police" or seeing quotes like "I can't imagine what goes through a person's mind."&lt;br /&gt;In my Philosophy of the Human Person course last semester, we discussed briefly when a person becomes a person.  Clearly, we missed what seems to be the accepted view, that a person becomes a person only when they are wanted.  How else could we have laws to punish those who murder unborn children, and also have laws that allow for the murder of unborn children?  The only way to determine which laws we are governed by with regard to the treatment of unborn children is that the former laws protect &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wanted &lt;/span&gt;children, while the latter laws expose&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; unwanted &lt;/span&gt;unborn children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following questions then present themselves:&lt;br /&gt;~If a pregnant woman keeps changing her mind about whether she wants to keep her unborn child, does said child vacillate between personhood and non-personhood?&lt;br /&gt;~If a mother gives birth to a child and then decides she doesn't want the baby, does it cease to be a person?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-1276335294696806333?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/1276335294696806333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=1276335294696806333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/1276335294696806333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/1276335294696806333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2007/01/some-observations-on-laws-definitions.html' title='Some Observations on Laws &amp; Definitions'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mq54aAlUnGQ/SGw-5YQDz0I/AAAAAAAAABI/T5WqoBmbgPs/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-9083787897452706676</id><published>2006-12-05T21:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T21:47:29.902-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm okay with this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#f88b8b;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Christmas is Most Like: A Christmas Story&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#73eaa0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatmovieisyourchristmasmostlikequiz/a-christmas-story.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving, fun, and totally crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't shoot your eye out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatmovieisyourchristmasmostlikequiz/"&gt;What Movie Is Your Christmas Most Like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-9083787897452706676?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/9083787897452706676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=9083787897452706676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/9083787897452706676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/9083787897452706676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-okay-with-this.html' title='I&apos;m okay with this...'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mq54aAlUnGQ/SGw-5YQDz0I/AAAAAAAAABI/T5WqoBmbgPs/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-8840966840769779623</id><published>2006-12-04T23:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T23:55:32.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Requiem æternam dona, Lord, to someone I'll never forget</title><content type='html'>It’s funny, sometimes, the timing in life.  Sometimes, it’s the timing of things that reveals most the existence of a higher power.  A new opportunity that presents itself the same week as a lost job.  A mysterious rebate check that shows up when bills are unpayable.  Leaving work late, then realizing on your way home that you would have been at the site of an accident when it happened.  The timing that I experienced today is neither so profound nor so obvious, but I noticed it none the less.  The same day I finished a term paper discussing why God allows evil in the world, I found out that the son of last year’s beloved choir director died today.&lt;br /&gt; Ellis was only 3 years old, but already he had been through so much that no adult should ever have to be, and that every parent hopes their child will never go through.  Health problems throughout his short life, a heart transplant, a couple precious months at home, and landing back in the hospital for the last several weeks.&lt;br /&gt; As evidenced by the tens of thousands of notes in the Guestbook of his &lt;a href="http://caringbridge.org/mn/ellis"&gt;CaringBridge site&lt;/a&gt;, Ellis was more loved, more supported, and more prayed-for than perhaps any child I’ve ever seen.  He will no doubt also be one of the most grieved-for.  Why does God allow such things?&lt;br /&gt; The answer has been staring out at me for the last month, from Aquinas’ The Five Ways: “He would not allow any evil to exist in His works, unless His omnipotence and goodness were such as to bring good even out of evil.”  Yes, there is great sadness and mourning.  It is certainly true that Ellis will never be forgotten by anyone who ever met him and got his trademark grin and thumbs-up.  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Ellis' motto was "Slow and steady wins the race," and indeed he has won, he has beat us all to our ultimate goal.&lt;br /&gt; Please pray for comfort for Ellis’ parents Sam and Melissa, who have devoted themselves tirelessly and with endless love to Ellis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-8840966840769779623?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/8840966840769779623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=8840966840769779623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8840966840769779623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/8840966840769779623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2006/12/requiem-ternam-dona-lord-to-someone-ill.html' title='Requiem æternam dona, Lord, to someone I&apos;ll never forget'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mq54aAlUnGQ/SGw-5YQDz0I/AAAAAAAAABI/T5WqoBmbgPs/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-4524293443050323629</id><published>2006-11-14T22:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:57:57.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.world66.com/myworld66/visitedStates/statemap?visited=DCILINIAKSMDMIMNMOMTNENDOHPASDVAWIWY"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.world66.com/myworld66"&gt;create your own personalized map of the USA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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or check out our&lt;a href="http://www.world66.com/northamerica/unitedstates/california"&gt;California travel guide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-3441531479956151145?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/3441531479956151145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=3441531479956151145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/3441531479956151145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/3441531479956151145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2006/11/create-your-own-personalized-map-of-usa.html' title=''/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mq54aAlUnGQ/SGw-5YQDz0I/AAAAAAAAABI/T5WqoBmbgPs/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-2810587701192954563</id><published>2006-11-04T18:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T18:45:46.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Get  'Em While They Last...</title><content type='html'>Well, &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20061031/wr_nm/media_viacom_youtube_dc"&gt;Viacom/Comedy Central has asked YouTube to remove &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daily Show/Colbert Report&lt;/span&gt; clips&lt;/a&gt;.  Sad, but hardly unexpected.  I know that some of them still work, because I just watched a few this afternoon, but that will probably be short-lived.  For people like me, who don't get Comedy Central and for whom the official Comedy Central video player doesn't work (and I know I'm not the only one), this may just mark the end of my Colbert-watching days.  And while I certainly don't blame Comedy Central for protecting their copyrights..........*sniff*.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-2810587701192954563?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/2810587701192954563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=2810587701192954563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/2810587701192954563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/2810587701192954563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2006/11/get-em-while-they-last.html' title='Get  &apos;Em While They Last...'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mq54aAlUnGQ/SGw-5YQDz0I/AAAAAAAAABI/T5WqoBmbgPs/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-558921904246846892</id><published>2006-11-04T15:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T00:19:40.987-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sure, you can have my Social Security Number, but come on, some stuff is personal</title><content type='html'>About a month ago, I signed up to take the ACT.  When I registered, I had to go through 400+ questions about various aspects of myself.  I had to cover my family background, educational record, and future plans.  And then there was the "Interest Inventory."  I read it aloud as I completed it, and all of us in the room were breathless with laughter.  Some of these I can picture as having some bearing on career plans ("Study Chemistry", for example), but others just had such strange job options associated with them...&lt;br /&gt; So now, for your reading pleasure, is the ACT Interest Inventory &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;(with snarky comments interspersed because, after all, what else would you expect?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Do you like to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;1. Learn about star formations &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;2. Sketch and draw pictures&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;3. Help someone make an important decision &lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;(‘You know, it’s only an extra $1.50 to get fries with that…’)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;4. Conduct a meeting &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;5. Count and sort money&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;6. Build a picture frame &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;7. Learn how the brain works&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;8. Compose or arrange music&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;9. Give first aid to an injured person&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;10. Develop new rules or policies &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;11. Take inventory in a store&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;12. Fix a toy &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;13. Explore a science museum&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;14. Make creative photographs&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;15. Show children how to play a game or sport &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;16. Work in a political campaign &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;17. Write payroll checks &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;18. Run a lawn mower &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;19. Attend the lecture of a well-known scientist&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;20. Write short stories&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;21. Work on a community improvement project &lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;(Is that the same as Community Service?)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;22. Present information before a group &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;23. Set up a bookkeeping system&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;24. Watch for forest fires &lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ranger_Gord"&gt;Ranger Gord&lt;/a&gt;, anyone?)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;25. Study biology &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;26. Read about the writing style of modern authors &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;27. Help a newcomer meet people &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;28. Discuss a misleading advertisement with a salesperson &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;29. Prepare a budget for a club or group &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;30. Build furniture &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;31. Measure chemicals in a test tube &lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;(I always thought the mixing of the chemicals was more fun than the measuring, but that’s just me)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;32. Prepare drawings to illustrate a magazine story &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;33. Take part in a small group discussion &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;34. Plan work for other people &lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;(This is the question with which they sort out the oldest children)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;35. Balance a checkbook &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;36. Learn to cut and polish gemstones &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;37. Read about a new surgical procedure &lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;(“37.5: Perform a new surgical procedure”)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;38. Write a movie script &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;39. Find out how others believe a problem can be solved &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;40. Explain legal rights to people &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;41. Sort, count, and store supplies &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;42. Repair damage to a tree after a storm &lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;(…And have a large bonfire that night)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;43. Study plant diseases &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;44. Select music to play for a local radio station &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;45. Help rescue someone in danger &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;46. Demonstrate a new product &lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;(“Say, ma’am, this is a lovely home you have here.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m here as a representative of the Acme Vacuum Cleaner Corporation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do you mind if I come in for a moment?…”)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;47. Plan a monthly budget &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;48. Design a bird feeder &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;49. Read books or magazines about new scientific findings &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;50. Play jazz in a combo &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;51. Help settle an argument between friends &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;52. Campaign for a political office &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;53. Find errors in a financial account &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;54. Engrave lettering or designs on a trophy or plaque &lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;(…And the natural follow-up: “Create license plates”)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;55. Study chemistry &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;56. Draw cartoons &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;57. Give directions to visitors &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;58. Publicize a show or athletic event &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;59. Figure shipping costs for catalog orders &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;60. Assemble a cabinet from written instructions &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;61. Use a microscope or other lab equipment &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;62. Design a metal sculpture &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;63. Help friends with their problems &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;64. Conduct business by phone &lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;(“How happy are you with your current long-distance service?”)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;65. Make charts or graphs &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;66. Pack things into boxes &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;67. Read about the origin of the earth, sun, and stars &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;68. Play in a band &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;69. Teach people a new hobby &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;70. Interview workers about company complaints &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;71. Calculate the interest on a loan &lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;(This has to lead to the financial aid section)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;72. Watch a technician repair a television &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;73. Observe and classify butterflies &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;74. Write reviews of Broadway plays &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;75. Help people during emergencies &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;76. Hire a person for a job &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;77. Keep expense account records &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;78. Prune plants and shrubs &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;79. Study the effects of vitamins on animals &lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;(“One day I will work with animals/All the tests I’m gonna do/All my stuff’s completely natural/and when we’re done we’ll boil them down for glue”)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;80. Design a poster for an event &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;81. Entertain others by telling jokes or stories &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;82. Manage a small business &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;83. Look for errors in the draft of a report &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;84. Shelve books in a library &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;85. Learn how birds migrate &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;86. Play a musical instrument &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;87. Give a tour of an exhibit &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;88. Conduct a door-to-door opinion poll &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;89. Operate office machines &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;90. Inspect products for defects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if I wondered what kind of person's career path would be chosen by their love of box-packing, I found out when I actually took the test at a more inner-city high school than I'm used to (yes, I know I'm homeschooled, but I do have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some &lt;/span&gt;experience in public high schools, if only from past test-taking experiences).  Nothing against inner-city schools (or box-packers, for that matter), but it was the most stereotypical, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breakfast Club&lt;/span&gt;-esque, Saturday-Morning-Detention group of people you could imagine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-558921904246846892?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/558921904246846892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=558921904246846892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/558921904246846892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/558921904246846892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2006/11/sure-you-can-have-my-social-security.html' title='Sure, you can have my Social Security Number, but come on, some stuff is personal'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mq54aAlUnGQ/SGw-5YQDz0I/AAAAAAAAABI/T5WqoBmbgPs/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-469898633848165803</id><published>2006-11-01T19:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T19:38:21.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...Pray for Us</title><content type='html'>I saw a really creative commemoration of All Saints' Day today at school.  On all the sidewalks of one of the quads,  someone had written the Litany of the Saints in sidewalk chalk.  On one square was written a saint's name, on the next was "Pray for us," and so on.  I wished I would've had a camera to take a picture, and it was snowing this afternoon, so it'll probably be gone tomorrow.  Still, it was a nice devotion on the walk to class today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-469898633848165803?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/469898633848165803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=469898633848165803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/469898633848165803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/469898633848165803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2006/11/pray-for-us.html' title='...Pray for Us'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mq54aAlUnGQ/SGw-5YQDz0I/AAAAAAAAABI/T5WqoBmbgPs/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-1236441183862549700</id><published>2006-10-27T00:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T00:20:42.078-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The cool stuff you can find on the internet...</title><content type='html'>While doing some research the other day (for philosophy, of all things), I came across one of the coolest things I've found on the Internet in quite a while.  &lt;a href="http://www.leedberg.com/glsoft/gush/index.shtml"&gt;GUSH&lt;/a&gt; is a program that takes the headache out of scheduling classes (I'm guessing that I'm not the only person who finds that particular task annoying, at least).  Just enter the names, days, times, and any times that you'd rather not have class, and the program will return all the possible permutations of your schedule.  You can even enter multiple sections of the same class, and it will take those into account.  Pretty sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, my philosophy studies did go well; thanks for asking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-1236441183862549700?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/1236441183862549700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=1236441183862549700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/1236441183862549700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/1236441183862549700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2006/10/cool-stuff-you-can-find-on-internet.html' title='The cool stuff you can find on the internet...'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mq54aAlUnGQ/SGw-5YQDz0I/AAAAAAAAABI/T5WqoBmbgPs/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-115808521086145442</id><published>2006-09-12T14:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T00:10:30.092-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Look a Gift Horse in the Mouth?</title><content type='html'>I got a package in the mail today from the &lt;a href="http://www.stthomas.edu"&gt;University of St. Thomas&lt;/a&gt;.  Inside was a UST t-shirt with a note that said: "Hi Holly- Congratulations on your wonderful ACT score!  I hope to see your application soon!"  That was a nice gesture, and I appreciate the recognition, except...I didn't take the ACT.  Nor do I plan to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if Notre Dame also received these "wonderful" scores?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-115808521086145442?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/115808521086145442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=115808521086145442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/115808521086145442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/115808521086145442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2006/09/dont-look-gift-horse-in-mouth.html' title='Don&apos;t Look a Gift Horse in the Mouth?'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mq54aAlUnGQ/SGw-5YQDz0I/AAAAAAAAABI/T5WqoBmbgPs/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10381605.post-114731306278514943</id><published>2006-05-10T22:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T00:10:30.021-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Because no Christmas tree is complete without a stigmatist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://michaeliscollection.com/_wsn/page13.html"&gt;Perhaps the tackiest Christmas tree ornaments ever&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least they all come with their own halos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10381605-114731306278514943?l=but-i-digress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/feeds/114731306278514943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10381605&amp;postID=114731306278514943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/114731306278514943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10381605/posts/default/114731306278514943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://but-i-digress.blogspot.com/2006/05/because-no-christmas-tree-is-complete.html' title='Because no Christmas tree is complete without a stigmatist'/><author><name>Gianna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mq54aAlUnGQ/SGw-5YQDz0I/AAAAAAAAABI/T5WqoBmbgPs/S220/churchladies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
