Saturday, May 17, 2008

Has This Ever Happened to You?

You know ~ Cor unum et anima una... One heart and one soul ~ and one mind and one thought process... After a while, even our memories become one.

(Please forgive the blasphemies in this cartoon, but I just couldn't resist posting it for the subject matter. Doesn't this guy sound like Woody Allen?)

Friday, May 16, 2008

Happy Birthday to You,



Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday, dear CTM!
Happy Birthday to you!

A small, but heartfelt gift in honor of one year lighting up and enlightening the blogosphere!




What color M&M are you?

What color M&M are you?

Blue

You are cool and sometimes have problems making friends because they are intimidated by you. However, the friends you do have are great.

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Here's to a little girl...


...who got up ahead of everyone else, read a while, wrote a letter to her friend Jackie, and then made blueberry muffins for everyone ~ before she even changed out of her nightgown.
Love ya, Theresa! You rock!

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

The Jetsons

Our TV just died. And, though we might have been better served by freeing up that corner of the living room for something else... we went ahead and replaced it. With a flat screen. Mainly because it takes up less space, and I have this dream of hanging it in a shallow little cabinet high on the wall with doors I can shut.

But, oh-my-oh-my, we're almost embarassingly cutting edge now! Imay have to turn in my simplicity card. Seriously, my husband and I have always been more tuned in to raising chickens and children than merging onto the information super highway. We're not technology geeks. But, having teenagers has inclination growing all over us anymore. They have a burning interest in all the gadgets, our big kids. And they have an amazing amount of know-how.

Where do they learn it?? I mean, as homeschoolers, I should know where they pick up pretty much any new information, right? Well, um, no, I'm afraid I don't. They've turned the tables and are teaching me now. I had to have one of mine explain to me what an ipod is. And, exactly what is this "wee" I've been hearing about? (Ooops. Just let on how cutting edge I'm not!)

Our son, Jon (17), apparently one night while he was sleeping, sprouted the information between his ears that enabled him to wire our house for sound and reconnect all our audio/visual equipment to actually work off of one remote ~ when he was about twelve.
Our fourteen-year -old magically and instantaneously learned how to burn cds and record slideshows to music. My seven and nine-year-olds can manipulate the computer better than I can. And I didn't teach them. My husband hasn't sat down to instruct, either. I think it's just that the kids are interested, so they play around until they teach themselves (hopefully without destroying the equipment!). They aren't afraid of it; they take technology for granted.

Anyway, all this new-fangled TV thing got me to thinking about how truly space age we are becoming. Sure, we moms out here still wear aprons and bake cupcakes, but we have cell phones tucked into our apron pockets and check our e-mail while the cupcakes bake. It may not seem like it, but we are the Jetsons! The only thing we're missing is the flying cars!





























































Rosie beats Rumba anyday! )*










How'd these guys get in here?

Technology's not an inherently bad thing. I admit I take it for granted. I like my commercial-free radio in my car. I enjoy communicating on the internet. I'd be lost without my cell phone. I'm enjoying my flat screen TV and my DVR that allows me to record only what I want our family to watch and skip through the commercials. Like so many things, it can all be utilized for the good or corrupted toward the bad.

We've learned many safeguards and have been able, so far, to use the TV, computer, and cell phones and avoid too many evil influences. But, we've also learned you can never relax your vigilance. Actually, though, to be perfectly honest, the most difficult temptation for us with any of these has been moderation. It's a challenge, but we've been able to establish rules and expectations that have kept us from becoming immersed. Most of the time.

Except for like right now... When I should be folding the clothes on my bed so I'll have a place to sleep tonight. Instead of playing on the computer. Hunting down pictures of the Jetsons.

Yeah, ok. I'm off to fold clothes now. Night, all.

Bored Kids?

Summer's almost upon us.

Yikes.

Our school year ends this Friday, in fact, but I'm already getting:
"Mooooooommmmm..... I don't have anything to doooooo....."

Puh-lease. We live on forty acres. We have a baseball diamond, a treehouse, a playhouse, a sandbox, two jungle gyms, trees to climb, a multitude of brothers and sisters to choose for playmates... You get the picture. Nevertheless, they're bored. Already! Oh, to be a kid.


Anyway, following are some summertime must-haves that can be a help. With these things on hand, you can at least say with authority that the kids** have no real excuse to be bored!

* Buckets of sidewalk chalk ~ cheap at the dollar store, or make your own. (We're dying to try out the 3-D sidewalk chalk!)

* Bouncy balls ~ also cheap at the dollar store.

*Kick balls, as puncture proof as possible.

* Wading Pools ~ you know, the cheapy kind work just fine. (We find that 2 are much more fun than 1)

* If the wading pool thing is too much of project, get out a dishpan of water, with small cups and scoops and such for playing with on the patio or in the grass.

* Same thing goes with sand play. If you don't have a sandbox, get a small bag of sandbox sand at the hardware store and parcel it out through the summer in a dishpan (or you know that little tub they give you in the hospital after you've had a baby?), with cups and scoops. Moisten it with a bit of water to make it moldable, and let 'em have at it. (One pan of sand per child is ideal.)

* Squirt guns (But, be prepared... These invariable end up causing arguments... You may have to get involved as the referee. The beauty of this is that you get to use the hose!)

* Playdough ~ on the patio! (Don't you hate the mess it makes in the house?) Get the cheap six pax (or make your own) and expect to lose half of it in the dirt.
* Jumpropes ~ to be jumped with if you have girls, to be used as cowboy and Indian rope if you have boys.

* Bags of little plastic animals. You can find them for next to nothing in the dollar store and if you have children under the age of 7, they keep little hands and minds busy for hours, indoors or out.


* Bug jars and plastic magnifying glasses for insect study.

* Matchbox cars. Get them started on roads in the dirt or sand. Make ramps out of scraps of lumber. Show them how to make garages with bits of bark and sticks and watch them go!

* A stack of coloring books and crayons ~ for rainy or hot days, especially.

* Cards of all varieties to play with out on the porch or patio.

* A basket full of tea party supplies and a picnic blanket for little girls.

Now here's the important thing:

Gather all these things together and organize them in one place so they're easy to find when needed. (You can get fancy, or get $5 crates at the dollar store.) Try your best to have things returned every day to this "play station," which is preferably in your garage or mudroom. A fifteen minute toy retrieval time in the early evening is a great help, and a periodic all-kids-on-board organizing and replenishing day in the summer will keep both you and the kids happy for the long haul.



Now, let the games begin!
Run over to Rocks in My Drier to see all the great tips Shannon's readers are sharing this week!
**This list, admittedly, is best suited to the ten-and-under crowd. Big kids require a little more off-the-property, grown-up-kid stimulus to be kept happy, most definitely! For an idea of what we're doing to keep our Bigs busy this summer see last week's WFMW list of 100 Things We Learned the Hard Way. Check out #70.

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Prayers


Praying today for the suffering people in China.




Our Lady of China, help of Christians, intercede with your Son, the Redeemer of mankind that those in pain may find relief and comfort and that so much suffering may not remain fruitless.


Obtain light for those who guide the destiny of the Chinese Nation, that they may not lack the necessary wisdom, in searching for the good of all, which has at its basis respect for Truth, Justice and Freedom.
Amen.


Watch This!

I've always thought these Rube Goldberg Doohicky Thingamajigs were fascinating. Mesmerizing. But, my second thought is that here is someone with way too much time on their hands...

But isn't it amazing?

Look here to see if there's a Rube Goldberg Machine Contest near you.

Go here for more examples.

Monday, May 12, 2008

Our Mother's Day in Pictures

Got these before Mass...




Went here after Mass...


And ~ Looky who came home from Omaha with the traveling priests for the weekend!
Michelle!Is that a great Mother's Day present, or what? We get her back home for good next weekend, but it was sure a treat to see her! (Note to Aunties: She says she's "growing out" her bangs...)


After doughnuts and Starbucks at Park #1, we loaded up the minivan
and passed here...

And these guys...

To get here...


The world's best playground in beautiful, historic Georgetown, CO.



Check out this playground! This is only a small part of it! It's Gi-normous! It makes me really mad that they didn't have these when I was a kid.
Below:Cathy, our resident monkey, going across the bars for the 49th time.

When everyone was thoroughly exhausted, we headed back down from the mountains, stopping for eggrolls at the supermarket deli for poor man's Chinese. My sons called me from school for a good chat. And I got to play on the computer and didn't have to help clean up the dinner dishes. Definitely all the makings for a wonderful day!

I hope everyone's Sunday was beautiful and blessed!

Sunday, May 11, 2008

Ghost Post

Can a Catholic, in good conscience, believe in ghosts?

I guess the question is whether or not we can believe in the supernatural, actually. Which is almost like asking, "Do you believe in UFOs?" Well, of course; everyone has to believe in UFOs. Flying Objects do exist that are Unidentified. Do supernatural occurences exist? Of course they do. They happen all the time. I know very few people who don't have some story of the unexplained. But, like the UFO question, it's not so much a matter of if they exist, but what they are.

There is no specific teaching of the Church about these things, other than to verify that the Communion of Saints and their intercession is real and true. Miracles are supernatural, or "above nature." The lives of the saints are liberally sprinkled and sometimes drowning in the supernatural. And devils, of course, exist. But, many supernatural events occur which aren't necessarily connected with any of these things. What are they all about?

My husband and I think there are five different categories of "ghosts." We've experienced them all to one degree or another, but (thanks be to God) most are the benign varieties.

1. Signal Graces: Signs from God through either His direct intercession or those of His saints. (St. Anne, St. Philomena, and St. Theresa the Little Flower have been very generous with us in this way.)

2. Demonic Forces: Very real. Very scary. They can only become a part of our lives to the extent God permits it, so we can at least take comfort in that fact. (Praise God, we've only had a couple of fleeting scares on this front, and pray to never have more than that.)

3. Human Souls: Those can be of the condemned variety (rare, we believe), souls in Purgatory seeking our assistance in releasing them from their sins, and those who have gotten trapped between this life and the next. Of that latter group, we know that "it is appointed unto each man once to die and then the judgment," but we know precious little about the specifics of God's judgment for us and the anecdotal evidence seems to suggest that it's not as instantaneous (at least not according to our sense of time) as we would think. It's one to wonder about for sure.

4. Residual or "Echo" Ghosts: It seems that intense emotion, strong personalities and life-changing events can leave a mark on a place, causing a moment in time to repeat. These ghosts don't communicate or react in any way with us, but move about more like a record with a skip in it.


5. Wrinkles in Time: Sometimes a ghost can be interactive, but does not appear to have a spiritual agenda, either good or evil. It's a theory of ours that time doesn't always work the way humans expect it to. We know so little about it from God's perspective. Could it be possible that our time overlaps with another one sometimes, and unexplained voices and things we see exist in real time, but not our time? We can only guess.

*Please understand these represent merely our theories, and do not reflect any teaching of the Church, whatsoever. We don't think they contradict any, either.

Most of our experiences, though, have been Echo Ghosts, and I'll tell you about some of those here, if you want to pull up a good thunderstorm and tuck in with a cup of cocoa and join me...

In the first house my husband and I lived in (built in the '40s), we would periodically smell roast cooking in the kitchen. One time we came in the kitchen and all the cabinets were open, and none of us had done it. My sister had an apartment in the basement of that house. One night, hearing all the tramping and noise of us coming home after an outing, she came up to say howdy. But, when she came upstairs, we weren't there and the doors were all locked.
I seem to be sensitive to visual apparitions (this kind of sensitivity seems to run in my family), and glimpsed a man in blue cover-alls several times in and around the place. He seemed very sad, but moved about oblivious to us ~ just an echo of another time in that house, I'm sure.
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In our circa 1898 home on the Western Slope, I would catch a girl sitting on the fifth step from the bottom of our staircase every so often. She was wearing a long peach-colored dress and had her elbows on her knees, her chin cupped in her hands. She looked miffed. I've always wondered what event that recorded. Did someone stand her up?
Several times in that house I saw a woman in a long white nightgown go from one room to another, crossing the landing outside my bedroom door. She was going to the old nursery; we think she was probably a young mother who must have lived in the house many years before. Neither of these were ever scary to see, and were actually more of an interesting novelty and almost a comfort.

(I'm afraid we're not personally acquainted with the ghost pictured above.)
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When we first moved into this house ~ the old farmhouse on the high prairies, I was surprised to wake up one morning to an old lady in a rocking chair sitting next to the window in my room. She was there for just an instant and disappeared. I prayed for her soul and never saw her again.

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But the ghost we see the most often here at the farm is the young man in jeans and a cowboy hat. I catch him walking across the property fairly often. He's always outside.

One time, he was standing outside my bedroom window (which used to be the kitchen window of the house ~ incidentally, the same window near the old lady in the rocking chair). He was leaning in, as if he were getting ready to say something to me, with his hands braced against the top of the window frame, his hat pushed back on his head, wearing blue jeans and a blue shirt. He has much the same build as my oldest son, and, as I caught him out of the corner of my eye, I thought it was Paul ~ until I turned to say, "What do you need?" and he was instantly gone. That's how these ghosts are. Almost as soon as you realize you're seeing them, they're gone. But, since they're just echo ghosts, there is no feeling of fear that comes with them. I wish I knew who they were. I wonder if the young man was the builder of this house.

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One time I was sitting in the north room looking toward the big west window. The sun had just set, so it was dusky outside, but you could see a bit of reflection on the glass from inside. I saw what I thought was one of my children pass behind me, because I saw what I thought was their reflection in the window. I turned around to see who had come into the room, but there was nobody there. What I think I actually saw was an echo of someone coming out of the door that used to be at a right angle to the big west window. There's no door there now, and there was nobody outside. At least nobody but the ghost who had just come out of a walled-over door.

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My sister lived in a trailer on our property, just east of our house a few years ago. She's the member of the family who hears ghosts, while I tend more to see them. (Go figure that. We're an odd bunch, aren't we?) Anyway, Nina has told many stories of hearing people outside the trailer, when, after investigating, noone was there. (We live far from any other houses, the family was all accounted for indoors, and the animals ruled out, too.)

She was also the one who had someone sit on the end of her bed when she was sleeping in the old nursery in our last house (the one with the ghost mother in the white nightgown). She thought it was me or one of the kids coming in for some reason, and grabbed her glasses to see who was there. There was nobody there. Everyone else was sound asleep.
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When we were getting ready to move back to the prairie from the Western Slope, my husband delivered a truckload of paraphernalia back to the old farm. While he was here, he took a walk-through of the house. He was alone, standing near the base of the stairs, when he heard something thundering down the stairs.

It sounded exactly like our oldest children, who used to love to stampede down the stairs like a herd of elephants. Drove us crazy when we lived here the first time! He says he heard the noise and kind of rolled his eyes, not too surprised. No sense of fear at all. Is it possible that we have already created our own "echo" ghosts? Or maybe it was just a wrinkle in time window that opened up for just a minute.

Strange experience, regardless.

It's always just a little strange, to say the least, but, if you think about it, we shouldn't be surprised. We can't expect to have everything completely figured out. On many things we can only make guesses.

There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy ...

A priest once told us that it is likely that anything evil would bring with it a definite feeling of evil and fear ~ most especially if we are in the state of grace. So, never having felt an evil threat, we figure, to cover all bases when faced with a ghost, it's good to say a prayer for the soul, in case it's a member of the Church Suffering, looking for help from us. That's the best we can do. We don't worry about it much, otherwise. But they make for interesting conversation! Who doesn't love a chance to swap tales and spin theories? Especially now that it's thunderstorm season on the prairies...
What are your ghost stories?

(There's a lot of entertaining reading out there about ghostly encounters, but none are as good as first-hand stories!)