Showing posts with label Makes My Monday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Makes My Monday. Show all posts

Sunday, November 27, 2011

Makes My Monday

                                          
The First Sunday in Advent

And we actually got the Advent wreath up and ready to go in the nick of time!  Woohoo!

We also got our first Advent Sunday prayers said and our wreath blessed, even though Daddy (That would be my husband, not my father) had to leave on a business trip.  Which is a bummer. =sigh=  And it wasn't the same, but Mommy (That would be me, not my mother.  Ahem.) pinch hit for him this week. 

Now we just need to get our Christmas Novena printed, posted, and started on the Feast of St. Andrew (Nov 20th) and we're on our way with a good foot forward toward Bethlehem!


Check it out.  William, being the youngest, got the great honor of blowing out the candle this week, the Sunday after his birthday.  Next week it'll be Gabe's turn.  I don't know if you can see it, but right behind the wreath (which, incidentally, has one candle holder that's too short and one white candle that needs to be exchanged for a pink one...) you can just barely see the little crib at the Blessed Mother's feet.  It's waiting to be filled, strand by strand, with bits of straw to make a soft bed for the Baby Jesus on Christmas day.  Everyone is vowing to make sweet Jesus' crib cushy and full.  And the Littles are anxious that we should make him a little blanket, too.  So I guess I'll be working on that here soon.  It's going to have to be something mighty special to be good enough for the Infant Saviour, though -- and I am no seamstress...  We need to send some prayers  up for this intention; I need all the help I can get!  Anyone know who the patron saint of seamstresses is?

Oh, and below you'll find the St. Andrew's Christmas Novena if anyone needs a pretty printable copy.  It's not actually a novena, though, you know.  Technically, a novena is said for nine days, and this one's said for twenty-five...   And we say it 15 times a day, which means that we repeat these beautiful words of petition 375 times between St. Andrew's feast and Christmas!  So, if you haven't got this prayer memorized already, it usually doesn't take long! 

Can you believe it's already Advent?!  It gives me a little thrill of anticipation repeating these words again for the first time this season!  Christmas is coming around again! Already!  Goodness, but time passes so quickly -- but, what the hey...  Jesus is coming!  The world may spin  out of control, but the Liturgical Year rolls around so beautifully, so predictably.  And it's all good.  Really, really good. 

Starting the Christmas Season with all its tradition and spiritual "bookmarks" totally Makes My Monday!


Click to print.

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Sunday, November 6, 2011

Makes My Monday

Brotherly Love.
William and Gabe November, 2011 (5 and 7 years old)
                                     

Their biggest brothers, Kevin and Paul, app. twenty years ago.
(About 2 and 4 years old)


Paul and Kevin now (or last Christmas, anyway)
 23 and 21 years old now
Don't blink. They grow up so fast!



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Monday, February 28, 2011

Makes My Monday

I have the dearest husband  He gave me the keys to his car Friday and a pass to stay as long as I want in Denver visiting my sister, Nina, for her birthday. 

So I got to Nina's house Friday night.  Stayed up talking  'til around midnight.

Went to Nina's birthday breakfast Saturday morning with my Mom and my other sister, Donna, and some of our dearest friends in the world -- where we closed down the breakfast crowd catching up with one another -- talking and talking and talking.

Then went back to Nina's and spent a good chunk of the afternoon visiting with Nina and my Mom -- drinking tea and mocha -- and talking.

After which my strong son, Kevvy came over and helped us rearrange Nina's living room.  Which took about 45 minutes -- but then, Kevvy stayed another couple hours and joined in some more talking

Which Nina and I continued doing -- talking, that is -- and watching old episodes of Ghost Hunters until 10:30, when we called it a night, because we had to get up early for Mass on Sunday.

After which, I got to catch up with some of the best friends in the world at our old parish.  And did just a little more talking.

Then, went back to Nina's, changed clothes, grabbed lunch at Chipoltle's and went to the cemetery to pray for the Souls in Purgatory -- which we did, in the midst of some (certainly!) uplifting and moderate conversation, in which she and I were the only ones talking.  (Thank goodness!)

Got home in time to freshen up and head out to dinner with Kevvy at 5:30.  Had some great food and less than an Irishman's portion of porter and red ale, and talked until 9:30.

And now it's late Sunday evening and I'm sitting here at Nina's computer typing in my pjs.  I still haven't had a chance to catch up with the rest of my brothers and sisters here in Denver -- and I haven't hardly seen my Dad yet. But, I have until Wednesday to finish up my visiting before I'll be heading home.

And you're probably wondering why I'm killing you with all these details on a Makes My Monday post.  Why don't I just say I'm so happy I got to make this trip and to spend time with my sister for her birthday weekend?  And I'm so blessed that I have a husband who would think to suggest I do it and to spend as much time as I like! And I love my friends and my family!  Why am I dragging this on?

Well, it's because I thank God for all those things.  But they aren't what make my Monday. And the details were necessary to drive home the point that...

...what really, really makes my Monday is that...

...after suffering five days last week with laryngitis...


 I got my voice back!

"Woot!" as the boys would say.


(But, I think there's a good chance I may lose it again before I get home...)

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Sunday, February 13, 2011

Makes My Valentine Monday

St. Valentine Sunday Brunch!

We celebrated the day early because we had a limited time to have some very special Valentine's Day cooks at our disposal!  See... Seminarian son, Dominic, had a doc appointment up here, and his sibs, Jon and Michelle, drove west with him for the trip home,  so we've had a delightfully unexpected full house -- and a busy schedule the last couple of days.  First we had the great pleasure and honor of having our three wonderful school Sisters, as well as their order's visiting much-beloved Reverend Mother over for dinner Saturday night.  (Which was one of the reasons the big kids were so excited to come home for the weekend!  I can't believe I didn't take any pictures of the evening!  But I was busy either cooking, or talking, or listening, so, well, ya know....)  But, then Sunday, we Davis girls were treated to our family St. Valentine's boys-cooking-for-the-girls tradition.  Everything was as yummy as ever!  And the service and company were fabulous.  What more could a mom ask?

(She could ask that the children could stay longer, I guess...  But, ah well...  Fiat.sigh.)

Anyway, here's a little taste of my sweet day:

The cooks
 
The waiters
 
 
A little of the silliness:





The heart of the meal!

                                                           Happy St. Valentine's Day!

You can find a retro post with links for the feast day right here -- and my favorite retro St. Valentine's post, here.  Plus, Catholic Icing, as always, has some lovely ideas for the day, as does Catholic Cusine.  There is one coloring page here, and another, here, at Waltzing Matilda.

Plus, here's a fun and easy idea if you have a blank wall and an image of the Blessed Mother -- our perfect Valentine.  We did this in art class at school for the lunchroom wall:



The children each made a valentine in honor of one of the titles of Our Lady, as they're found in the Litany of the Blessed Mother.  The cards are simple and one-sided, made with contruction paper hearts and pink, red, and white doilies, lightly rubbed with pastel chalk (Which makes for a cool effect!  Thanks, Sr. Corinne Marie for that idea!) The quote that we chose for beneath the print of our Valentine is:

If you put all the love of all the mothers into one heart
it still would not equal the love of the Heart of Mary for her children.

-- St. Louis de Montfort

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Monday, January 24, 2011

These Plates...

...painted by the hands of my children during a Christmas week outing,

Make My Monday!

I think it was Christmas Thursday that we gathered everyone  -- well, almost everyone; Kevin's plate is missing because we hadn't given him and Emily fair warning and they made other plans* -- and went to the Fat Cat Pottery, a little ceramics shop in the town down the road from us. We brought a mirror and a mission and just a little bit of goofiness, and came up with these,
                                      
 my Christmas presents from the children:


Super Family: Paul, Nicole, and Gavin (our little cherub)
I love that Paul sees his family the same way we do.  :)
  
Jon and Dominic
Dig the piano keys around the edge of Jon's plate.  And the Latin on Dominic's:  Ecce Homo; Ecce Quam Bonum ~ Behold the man; behold it is good.  (snickersnicker. It is!)

Michelle and Theresa
Shell is known as "Chicky" to her brothers and looks so pretty in just the shade of teal she chose.  I love Theresa's smile and her red glasses match her real ones.

Gabe and William
You can tell they had help... and we arranged for Daddy to
come and get them them after about an hour, because we
knew it was going to be a marathon event, with all the
perfectionists in our group.  And it was.  We shut down
the place, having spent about four hours there.

Anna and Cathy
Can you see who is the silly goose here and who is the prim and proper girl? 



I'm planning to group them on a wall but haven't decided where yet.  I'll let you know what I figure out.

*So, you owe me a plate, Kevvy...  Maybe at Easter?

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Monday, January 10, 2011

Get-up-and-go Kids...

Make My Monday!


The first day of school after the Christmas holidays -- and I'm dragging my feet, but Gabriel isn't!

From this morning at 7:15 a.m.
We don't have to leave until a quarter to 8, but by 7 a.m. Gabey had eaten, dressed, gotten his coat on, and was waiting for the rest of us to get a move on.  He wanted to know if he could go outside and play in the snow while we got ready -- and was a little miffed that I wouldn't let him.  Truth is I couldn't come to terms, myself, with anyone wanting to go out in the dark and cold and play in the snow (!) before I'd even had a cup of coffee.  The nut!  


Reminded me a lot this morning of this little guy:
September, 2007.  From this post.  At three years old, Gabe was already rarin' to go.


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Sunday, November 28, 2010

Makes My Monday

Advent Fun!


Early season preparations are underway here -- with a twist for us,and a very fun novelty!

Come along and see!

First, just a little "hitch in the gitalong" of a Christmas expedition...
Jon, Dan and Dominic, intrepid tree hunters that they are, criss-crossed the Uncompahgre Wilderness on a quest for the perfect Christmas tree Saturday afternoon.  Armed with a Christmas tree license, a handsaw, the long-bed Dodge, a little brain and some brawn (OK, so maybe more than just a little...;o),  they were determined to find the biggest, most symmetrical tree in the Colorado high country.  Here you see the one picture the boys took of the expedition, taken when the truck got stuck in the snow.

A little bit of a snowy ditch, miles from civilization and out of cell phone range, didn't daunt  these Colorado boys, of course. They made it out of the snow, carried on with the tree hunt, and, for an eight dollar license, a little gas money, and a day in the cool fresh air, look what they came home with....


 The Biggest Christmas Tree Ever!





Approximately 11.5 feet tall!


And here they are -- Jon, Dan, and Dominic -- three happy hunters, showing off their trophy.

The biggest tree we've ever had!  In fact, this is one of very few Christmas trees we've actually had in the life of our family.  Our little farm house on the eastern prairies was just too small to fit one, so we always surrounded our Nativity with a slew of rustic faux trees.  And we were content with that.  But, in this house, with its wonderful Great Room, there's no reason not to have an elaborate Nativity and a big ole' Christmas tree, too!  And, boy oh boy, did the guys bring us home a tree! 

Now to decorate it!  The girls and I have our work cut out for us.We have basically no ornaments!  But, we do have some ideas... Hopefully, I'll be able to get some pictures on here as we work it all out.  Stay tuned!

Happy First Week of Advent, Friends! 

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Monday, November 15, 2010

Makes My Monday

Paul and Nicole at the  annual Marine Corps Birthday  Ball in Richmond, Virginia.



The History of the Ball

The Marines have marked the anniversary of the "chartering" of the Marines since the inception of the Corps in 1775, but the formal tradition of marking the event with a ball has only been around since the early n1920s, when  Major Edwin McClellan, who was in charge the Corps' historical department, sent a memorandum to Commandant John A. Lejeune, suggesting the Marines’ original birth date of November 10 be declared a Marine Corps holiday.  Lejeune responded with the following memorandum:

MARINE CORPS ORDERS
No. 47 (Series 1921)
HEADQUARTERS U.S. MARINE CORPS
Washington, November 1, 1921

759. The following will be read to the command on the 10th of November, 1921, and hereafter on the 10th of November of every year. Should the order not be received by the 10th of November, 1921, it will be read upon receipt.

1.On November 10, 1775, a Corps of Marines was created by a resolution of Continental Congress. Since that date many thousand men have borne the name "Marine". In memory of them it is fitting that we who are Marines should commemorate the birthday of our corps by calling to mind the glories of its long and illustrious history.

2.The record of our corps is one which will bear comparison with that of the most famous military organizations in the world's history. During 90 of the 146 years of its existence the Marine Corps has been in action against the Nation's foes. From the Battle of Trenton to the Argonne, Marines have won foremost honors in war, and is the long eras of tranquility at home, generation after generation of Marines have grown gray in war in both hemispheres and in every corner of the seven seas, that our country and its citizens might enjoy peace and security.

3.In every battle and skirmish since the birth of our corps, Marines have acquitted themselves with the greatest distinction, winning new honors on each occasion until the term "Marine" has come to signify all that is highest in military efficiency and soldierly virtue.

4.This high name of distinction and soldierly repute we who are Marines today have received from those who preceded us in the corps. With it we have also received from them the eternal spirit which has animated our corps from generation to generation and has been the distinguishing mark of the Marines in every age. So long as that spirit continues to flourish Marines will be found equal to every emergency in the future as they have been in the past, and the men of our Nation will regard us as worthy successors to the long line of illustrious men who have served as "Soldiers of the Sea" since the founding of the Corps.

JOHN A. LEJEUNE,
Major General Commandant




As you might guess, the Marines, a group of men given to tradition and ceremony, were on board  about the formal reading of this tribute from the get-go  -- and the troops were even more enthusiastic about organizing an annual party to accompany the reading. It was in 1925, then, that the first formal ball was held, and on different bases throughout the world the men organized celebrations that ranged from the almos- always-present formal ball to mock battles, musical performances, pageants, and sports contests.
 
In 1952 Commandant Lemuel C. Shepherd, Jr.decided that there should be a standardized celebration throughout the Marines and outlined the now essential cake cutting ceremony.  Traditionally, the first slice of cake at any Marine Corps Birthday  Ball  is given to the oldest Marine present, who in turn hands it off to the youngest Marine, symbolizing the old and experienced Marines passing their knowledge to the new generation of Marines.  A reading of Marine Corps Order 47 (above) is read every year, as well as a message from the current Commandant, and, whenever possible, a banquet with dancing is included in the celebration.  To recognize the historical context of the day, a pageant of current and historical Marine Corps uniforms is often held, as well.  The tradition of the celebration of the birth of the Marines is an important part of the corps; Marines throughout the world mark the day, regardless of where they may, even in deprived environments or combat. 

It's a big deal!

Back at Our Homefront...

On November 10th of this year (a little over a week ago), our Marine son, Paul, and his wife, Nicole, were delighted to attend the Marine Ball in Richmond,  (they're currently finishing out the first segment of Paul's Officer's Training in Quantico).  That same Saturday, we were in Denver and I had met up with son #3, Jon, to catch a movie and take him for some "essentials" shopping (read: mandatory-annual-mom-says-you-probably-need-socks-and-underwear shopping excursion). 

So, Jon and I were heading into W-mart, and  I was texting back and forth with Nicole, who was at the Ball in Virginia -- when entering the store just ahead of us we spied a dashing young Marine -- a tall, handsome redhead -- in his dress blues and his pretty little date in a formal gown.  You know of course I had to run over and say hello to him, and, of course, as all Marines are, he was sweet and respectful, and happy to talk to the mother of another Marine, no matter what my son thought.   Jon, you see, is a reserved melancholic and not a nosy sanguine like  his mother, and he was more inclined to hide in the socks than stay and chat with a stranger...  but I grabbed his elbow and dragged him with me.  'Cause I'm just that kind of pushy mother. ;)

 Anyway.

It turns out the Marine and his date were on their way to a nearby hotel to celebrate the Marines' birthday at the Denver equivalent of Paul and Nicole's event and he really was excited to hear about my son doing the same thing back on the east coast.   He also told me he was shipping out to Afghanistan in two weeks.  And I told him I would keep him in my prayers.  The only thing is, I forgot to ask him his name.  So, in heaven, they're hearing about him as "that tall, handsome, redheaded Marine."  (Would you mind saying a prayer for him, too?)
 
 
Anyway ---  Before I go.  Here's something else that makes my Monday...

Our beautiful Nicole, and our grandson, Gavin...
who is due on  December 15th.

One month from today!!

(I've already got my ticket to Virginia, btw.)

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Sunday, November 7, 2010

Makes My Monday

One person who knows how to take bling seriously.

Anna, eight years old on Friday

And one who doesn't.

Kevin, 21 years old and not afraid to pose in a tiara

* Taken at Anna's birthday party which we celebrated in Denver on Saturday (though her actual birth day is the 12th).  Everyone joined in the festivities at Grandmom and Grandad's house except Paul and Nicole (still in Quantico,Virginia)  and Dominic and Michelle (in school in Omaha). All the aunts and uncles were present and accounted for, as well as two-thirds of the cousins.  Everyone talked a lot.  Ate too much.  Sang terrible.  Had a great time. Makes my Monday remembering it all.  I can even forget about the thousands of calories I consumed in the joy of the reminiscences.

*  But, then //insert scary-monster-movie music here// two of the last three hold-outs from last week's stomach bug soiree joined the fun Sunday morning. Making Mommy miss Mass and visiting with her Denver friends. (=sigh=) Causing furrowed brows of trepidation re: the drive back home over the mountains. 
Six hours.
 There was a lot of whining, but there were no "mishaps."
  Thank you, God.  That makes my Monday, too.

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Monday, July 26, 2010

Makes My Monday

Sunday Night at the Drive In


Our little valley has the last two drive-ins still surviving in Colorado.


We heard there was a cartoon double feature last weekend and jumped at the chance to go!



The parking lot was full of moms and dads who sometimes chose (like I did, because the seat was more comfy) to sit in the front seat of the car while the kids took their places right in front of the family sedans or minivans in camp chairs.

 
The heat dissipated as the sun sank behind the movie screen.   Crickets chirped, mosquitoes buzzed.   The children who had beenrunning around their cars, playing with the speakers, and crisscrossing back and forth to the candy stand all calmed down and took their seats.  The screen finally lit up.   And everyone -- moms and dads, too -- stepped into the world of Woody and Buzz and Andy. A summer night at the Drive In -- an experience my parents remember and my children now share.  Wholesome good fun. Stuff memories are made of.

Note to self:  Clean windshield and fix crack before next time.

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Monday, July 19, 2010

Makes My Monday


Our Handsome Marine in His Dress Blues!


Paul's been wanting a sword like this since he was about four years old...

Thanks for modeling, Paul!  And thanks for the pics, Nicole!
We love you guys!
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