Funny, yet pathetic

Well, the blizzard ended last night at 8pm (more than 12 hours later than the weather guys forecast), and we are digging out.

Driveway belonging to a friend of a friend

Photo from Facebook

Road crews have been going great guns trying to get the highways cleared. Until the roads are ship-shape, however, we are still stuck at home. 

Facebook photo

A funny (yet pathetic) thought occured to me: we are such an "advanced" civilization, yet right now --because of our dependence on the car-- we are more incapacitated than our forefathers were more than half a century ago. They had all kinds of ways of getting around in conditions like this, and here we are in the 21st century unable to get across our own backyards (some of us don't even own a pair of heavy-duty winter boots). When hubby gets home, I'm going to scold him for not getting me the snowshoes I asked for last Christmas. 

The Bombardier! Invented and built in Canada.

The 'caboose'--it was heated with a tiny coal or wood stove. 

Mr. P's grandmother gave birth prematurely to her youngest child in one of these 

(she was enroute to hospital, suffering from pneumonia. Everyone survived).

And of course, rural folks were great for improvising. If you needed something, but didn't have it and couldn't afford it, you built it. 

"When I look at all of these beautiful young ladies, I am filled with hope for the Church."

When I saw the photo of the postulants, among whom is included the daughter of a dear friend, I had that exact same thought, except in my mind, it came out sort of more like, gasp--sob! Because my heart felt like it had just got caught in my throat. In a good way.

 She Answers is a beautiful blog. If you've ever wanted to see inside a religious vocation, or how a mom might feel when her daughter enters religious life, this is the place for you.

Here is just a taste, from last July (cuz I just found out about this blog recently, and so I'm going back and reading all the archives...)

I am discovering something very sad.  Some people (even Catholics) don't get religious vocations.  They are more negative than I could have ever imagined. Some find Maria's entering the convent as "scary", bizarre, cultish, too extreme, embarrassing or a sign of some kind of tragedy.  Someone compared it to a death in the family. One person asked how old Maria was and then exclaimed that she shouldn't give up on marriage at such a young age...surely someone would come along.  As if Maria's desire for religious life is really a reaction to not having a boyfriend! Are we in a world that people cease to believe that God is calling young people to serve Him in a radical way?

Well, yes.

If this is not science fiction from The Onion

Then I want one. Wrist MP3 player. But I'm wondering how you'd keep from losing those earbuds. Or what kind of crazy, brain-tumor inducing batteries they contain. I guess you wouldn't wear them whilst strolling through an alfalfa field.

Ten bucks says

She parlays this into a book or movie or cold hard cash of some kind. And secondly, why do other people always get all the good ideas first?

For cryin out loud, even Simcha has merchandise!

Maybe if I spent more time thinking, and less time blogging...

... naw.

Some of us were just never meant to be famous or rich.
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100 sent to hospital

People! Stay off the highways in storm-affected regions of SK and AB until the weather cooperates, and road crews get a chance to clean up the mess. There is a REASON why police say "travel not recommended." You risk your life as well as the lives of police, tow truck drivers, ambulance personnel, and other rescue-type folk. Nothing could be worth this; no, not even your job.

Huge accident outside Edmonton this morning. 

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More blizzard photos

Here's a photo someone posted on Facebook. Imagine coming upon that while driving down the highway.

The picture below looks like it was taken from an airplane window. It wasn't. It's another highway shot, take from a vehicle. Stay home and stay alive, folks!

The blizzard was supposed to end this morning...

But... It's noon, and we are still experiencing high winds and blowing snow. I'm beginning to feel like Laura Ingalls Wilder in The Long Winter.  Good thing our cold storage room and pantry are well stocked with food and supplies. Not that I'm in any danger of starving (*cough*). 

Here's the update from the highway report. It doesn't sound good at all. I truly feel for people who have to drive in order to make a living. I'm staying put. 

Strong winds giving poor visibilities in blowing snow today.

Southeast winds of 40-50 km/h with gusts as high as 70 to 75 km/h continue to affect much of Southern and Western Saskatchewan this morning, resulting in poor visibility in snow and blowing snow, as well as treacherous driving conditions due to severe drifting and ice-covered roads. Saskatchewan Highways is reporting many roads are closed in the warning area this morning, with travel not recommended on the remaining routes. The storm let up in some regions overnight, however radar shows a fresh shot of precipitation moving into the warning area from the west. The public should be prepared for rapidly deteriorating conditions again this morning with near zero visibilities at times.

Gradually diminishing winds over the course of the day into this evening should improve conditions somewhat, at least as far as blowing snow is concerned...But periods of snow can be expected to continue throughout much of Southern Saskatchewan over the next 36 hours. 

It's that last part that bothers me. My husband is due home in "the next 36 hours" from his week-long business trip. That's IF his plane isn't delayed by bad conditions where he is (he reported a lot of snow the last time I talked to him). Once his flight arrives safely, he still faces a two-hour drive on the roads described above. In other words, he's gonna be stranded for as long as conditions remain so bad.

Folks, THIS is why the police tell people to stay home...

Taken yesterday near Webb, SK (found on Facebook)

Happy Second Day of Spring.
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Even though I am not a boy

I still feel like an Eavesdropper on this site, because I don't *really* belong there, because I am an Old Married Lady. It is called Seraphic Singles, and it has lots of good (and clever and funny and wise) dating advice for young Catholic women (and the Men Who Eavesdrop, for as Seraphic has pointed out on countless occasions, it is a GIRL BLOG).

But I am, to paraphrase Silas Wegg (at least the film version), "flush with girls," especially young Catholic single ones, so I feel it incumbent to read this blog on their behalf, and pass on any great tidbits.

Other Catholic moms with Single Daughters of courtship dating age may wish to do the same.

Yesterday (in honour of St. Joseph), it was Gentlemen's Day, on which Seraphic graciously allowed boys to have their say.  Here is what one young man (who signed himself "It's Just Coffee") wrote. It will resonate.

“Why does it seem so much harder for Catholic/Christian women to accept date invitations than for secular women”? There have been a couple instances when I asked out a Catholic woman and she anxiously mulled it over for days before saying “we don’t know each other well enough to date” or something to that effect. Other Catholic/Christian men have made similar observations, and have noted that secular women accept invitations more readily.

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This all might have something to do with the fact that, in [American] Catholic circles, everyone knows you don’t date unless you’re planning to marry and you don’t date anyone you wouldn’t marry… therefore, nobody will date unless they’re sure that they’re ready to marry that person RIGHT NOW… I think both men and women have seen how this logic seems sound but leads to absurd outcomes.

Of course, you will have to hop on over  to SS to see how Auntie Seraphic (and the combox boys) respond to his question. 
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Since it's still soup season

I'm going to give this a try: Sweet Potato and Peanut Soup. Image and recipe from Oh So Lovely.

It's spring, dammit!

And yet, it is SO not. Here is the weather for my region today (but I see they forgot to mention the part about -25 C wind chill, which is also in the forecast). Oh, and the "afternoon" part is also a little off; the wind started howling here about 8:00 a.m.

3:46 AM CST Wednesday 20 March 2013 Winter storm warning 

 Snow, very strong winds and blowing snow late afternoon and tonight.

This is a warning that dangerous winter weather conditions are imminent or occurring in these regions. Monitor weather conditions...Listen for updated statements.A powerful storm forecast to develop in Alberta today and will lead to deteriorating weather conditions throughout the day in Western Saskatchewan. Southeast winds are forecast to gradually strengthen over all of Western Saskatchewan today, with winds 40 km/h gusting to 80 km/h by late afternoon. Visibility will deteriorate throughout the day as blowing snow becomes more prevalent, with hazardous driving conditions due to poor visibility and slippery roads expected to be widespread throughout the area. As snow pushes into West-Central Saskatchewan towards evening near blizzard conditions with near-zero visibility will develop.

 Conditions will improve Thursday morning. 

Yeah, thanks a heap, Mother Nature! Today is music lesson day, not tomorrow (we're supposed to drive a 40 mile round trip, but I'm not driving* in ANY more blizzards. Cheating death once per season is enough for me). Where is that darn global warming we keep hearing about? I declare, some of the snow in our yard will not melt till June.

Here is a picture of my driveway.

Here are three photos of the rose bush outside my living room window (note for scale: the hedge in the background is up to my chest in height, and I am 5' 3").

October, 2012

December, 2012

March 19, 2013 (yesterday)

And now, back to checking the hot water heater, which has died TWICE three times in the last 24 hours (once before the plumber came, and once twice after). How can you tell Mr. Pinkerton is gone on a week-long business trip?

*Update: vindicated. At the exact time at which I would have been returning home from music lessons, I checked the highway hotline for my route: Travel Not Recommended, Icy or Slippery Sections, Snow Drifts, Drifting Snow, Reduced visibility.

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God bless David Warren

This is one of the most beautiful things I have read in a very long time. I'm not going to quote from it, because I want you to go read it for yourself. You will feel blessed if you do.
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I think I love pictures like this

...because the rooms look so clean and clutter-free.

My weekly dose of loveliness and art-induced relaxation courtesy of Nordic Thoughts (well, it's relaxing as long as you avoid the Munch paintings and the biographies of bohemian artists).
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Mark Steyn, honorary Catholic

And I mean that in a GOOD way. You can also tell he's still Canadian, because he has heard of Peter Mansbridge (and understands him completely). Some great comments (on Hugh Hewitt) on the MSM's handling of the papal conclave/election. 

Well, you know, I think the papal coverage in the so-called serious media, particularly in the United States but elsewhere, too, has been completely ridiculous. [...] I mean, this idea, the parochialism of it, the idea that somehow the American media’s preoccupations – gay marriage and abortion, should also be the preoccupations of the oldest continuously functioning entity in the world. [...] and the fact that these guys have to go to Columbia Journalism School to talk this kind of ignorant codswallop to the world, is amazing to me.

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I saw Canada’s most famous newsreader, a man who’s like the Peter Jennings and Dan Rather and Tom Brokaw rolled into one, a guy called Peter Mansbridge. He interviewed Cardinal Ouelette, the former archbishop of Quebec, who was in the running to become the first Canadian pope at this conclave. And you could, and again, he was asking these shallow, secular…the questioning from a shallow, secular perspective. And Cardinal Ouelette is far too polite a man to say to him this is the dumbest bunch of questions I’ve ever had to sit through...

I will never forget Peter Mansbridge's coverage of Mother Teresa's funeral. He turned to his colleague and said, in his serious, sonorous, time-filling, journalist-guy voice. "You have to wonder now, whether her order will continue into the future..." or something equally preposterous and ignorant. Canada's "most trusted news anchor" probably thought Mother Teresa had, like six old nuns working alonside her in the slums of India. He did not know that the Missionaries of Charity had gone worldwide and had thousands of members. Did. Not. Know. 

h/t Pundette
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He had me at "direct line to the soul"

In fact, he had me at "Man, I gotta have my music," because I feel that way too sometimes. Though, unlike some, I do not have (or require) constant background humming at all times. I do realize the value of silence and contemplation. Interesting piece at Mercator about the commodification of music, with a good conclusion. Totalitarians and technocrats can no more 'control' music than they can control the movement of the Holy Spirit.
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I love him already

"reform of the...Vatican’s bureaucratic arm is high on the agenda." 

Some good articles about Pope Francis at MercatorNet. 

Maybe Pope Francis's reform will have  a trickle-down effect. It is scandelous how various dioceses with their multi-million dollar office complexes spend so much time, energy and money on useless programs, promoting  speakers and workshops that embrace heresy or nonsense, and (my favourite) more and more and  more forever and ever, amen: fundraising. (Because, as you know, it's impossible to evangelize without money, just being holy where you are.) 

You wonder how the great saints and martyrs of the past ever managed to found charities, schools, hospitals, and evangelize thousands without being backed by a multi-million dollar bureaucratic structure. It's interesting to note that most (if not all) the 'successful' (ie, actually bringing souls to Christ) apostolates around these days started out as an idea that some nobody layperson had, and not as the result of a diocesan initiative. 

"The Church needs saints, not bureaucrats" (Cardinal Joseph Ratzinger, 1995)

And this just discovered (by me) from a book by the former Cardinal Borgoglio:

In the history of the Catholic Church, the true renovators are the saints. They are true reformers, the ones who change, transform, lead and revive spiritual paths. Another example: Francis of Assisi, who introduced a new attitude towards poverty in Christianity when faced with the luxury, pride and vanity of the civil and ecclesiastical powers of the time. He introduced a mysticism of poverty, of detachment, and he changed history.

I pray that we have such a saint in the Chair of Peter right now.

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HABEMUS PAPAM!!

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"A dietary desert of drifting sans"

I don't know about you, but during Lenten fasting (or deprivation), my thoughts sometimes turn to food. Leave it to post-modern, organic, vegan, sheister America to find a way to eat but not gain any pleasure from it (and pick your pocket) at the same time.

Free at last, free at last... A hilarious little read* from American Digest:

On the other hand it would seem that the same wan affluent are lining up to buy food that is so refined and uptight that it has been entirely stripped of what any other culture, any other era, would recognize as... well... food itself. So deep is the affluent American's longing for thin that we have now arrived at "food free food."

h/t Sultan Knish a.k.a. Daniel Greenfield

*mild language warning.
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Character home--and then some

When one has a roof over one's head, one shouldn't complain about the aesthetics of one's home, but I often lament having to live in a split level designed and built in the mid-70s. When it comes to residential architecture, I think the 1970s was the single most UN-inspiring decade in the history of the universe. But when you move to an area with a limited real estate market (and only have, like two weeks to buy a house), you can't be too choosey. Other bonus: when we bought, housing prices were (I kid you not) in the five-digit range. So we paid off our mortgage in five years.  And yet, I have always wanted to live in a character home. And believe me, some homes have more character than others.

h/t Nordic Thoughts
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The Hound Dog Kind

March Break is here at last!

Have a good time, everyone, and don't forget to park your dog in a designated area while you sample the puddles.


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Behold, I make all things new.

A few weeks ago, in sorting through the belongings of a relative who has gone into a care home, my mom and dad came across a time capsule treasure: an undeveloped roll of film that was nearly forty years old. I love old family pictures; as the youngest of thirteen I wasn't around for, or don't remember, a good part of our family history. By this time I was sure I had seen all the family pictures there were to see, so these photographs were a delightful surprise.

All of us "kids" are over forty now, and our parents are in their eighties. A few months ago, during a conversation about family members growing older, one of my sisters mentioned that as we age we are actually growing younger, because we are (hopefully) nearing the ageless joy of eternity with God. When I look at the photograph below, in which my father was only about 7 or 8 years older than I am now, I am reminded that old age, infirmity, and sorrow do not have the last word. As long as we are growing closer to Christ, we are growing closer to beauty, innocence, strength and youth. These are not merely images of old times past - they are also an image and foretaste of Heaven.
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And speaking of old photographs...

Hearing about my parents' find, I feel a little like researchers must have felt when they came across vintage Disfarmer portraits. Disfarmer was a small-town Arkansas photographer whose work has become widely admired and also quite valuable. Given his birth name, I wonder if he's related to Mr. B. And given that he was an eccentric who lacked basic social skills and was rumored to live on chocolate ice cream, I wonder if he's related to me, too. His is an interesting story - you can watch it here or read about him here. I'm not sure why it is so fascinating to look at portraits of strangers - I guess it's because every face tells a story. Some of which probably began, "It was the night before Fred was shipping out. We grabbed our fedoras and headed on down to the abandoned cigarette factory where the jazz was hot and the chicks were cool...."

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More IWD fun

This just in, via email. Not sure why I received it, because I am not a member of the CWL, but that's a story for another day. You know what? I'm not even going to fisk this, because you gals are all smart enough to do it yourselves.

And I'm tired. I have some dishes to wash, and a school day/week to finish (a.k.a. "mentoring my children in their Education Story") and a long article to write, due Monday. And later I'm going to "take a baby step towards food sovereignty" by cooking dinner, using some veggies I grew last summer in my garden--and I didn't even need a workshop or small group sharing to accomplish any of it!

In short, I'm going to observe International Women's Day by being a MOM, in the Mom Arena. (BTW, the "Food Arena" sounds like MY kind of sports facility. I wonder if that's where they stage The Hunger Games...)

I just have this to add: "Unrecognized leadership roles"??? Has this lady never heard of, oh... women PIONEERS? This is the part that really burns: my TAX dollars are funding this detritus.

Just think on this for a moment: to observe International Women's Day (a feminist feast day), the government (run by feminists) is using confiscated tax dollars to teach women how to cook and raise gardens. Do you know why women lost these skills? Feminism. Head exploding now.

Warrior babes, free speech and the CBC

In honour of International Women's Day, that celebration of feminism, empowerment and above all, political correctness. 

I don’t work for the CBC, but if I did, this would be a serious new story, and it would be titled: “CBC Host Sexist Misogynist Warmonger!” Except that the CBC, like most left-of-centre media outlets, never reports on its own incongruities.

Beautiful

The one and only David Warren, who waxes eloquently on a young Korean singer, Little Dorrit and eternity. I am not intelligent enough to understand 90% of what he writes, but this is one of those 10% moments, and I am grateful for it. 

Salvation comes not through “programmes” but through persons: a teacher, a food vendor, a nightclub singer.

If you plan to read Mr. Warren's essay, you might as well watch this first, so you know who he's talking about. 

Quotation of the day

 If spiritual pastors are to refrain from saying anything that might ever, by any possibility, be misunderstood by anybody, they will end—as in fact many of them do—by never saying anything worth hearing.

Dorothy L. Sayers
The Greatest Drama Ever Staged


In my view, DLS is right up there with Flannery in the pantheon of wise and witty Christian writers. She is as much to be admired for her fiction (Lord Peter) as for her work on art, culture, philosophy, theology. If by chance, the Paschal Mystery has become "dull" to you over the years, then hop on over and peruse this short essay by Miss Sayers. Good Lenten reading.

Just one more snippet (on repentance):

All of us, perhaps, are too ready, when our behaviour turns out to have appalling consequences, to rush out and hang ourselves. Sometimes we do worse, and show an inclination to go and hang other people. Judas, at least, seems to have blamed nobody but himself, and St. Peter, who had a minor betrayal of his own to weep for, made his act of contrition and waited to see what came next. 

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One more sign that you're getting old

When the Tupperware you bought as a young bride is now being sold on ebay as "vintage".

Going back further yet, Tupperware ads from the 1960s. Love.

Chocolate layer cake: the ultimate culinary expression of love for your family.

I totally want those yellow pumps, and maybe the wooden spoon magic wand too.

Caramba! THE COOKIE CUTTERS!
 (Also note: layer cake, pie, pie, pie, pie, layer cake. Nuff said) 

h/t for ads Oh So Lovely vintage/retro blog (Mrs. B, finish your housework before you click this link!)

Lenten resolution: cut snarky political blogs from reading list; replace with sites that bring you joy.
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This is super awesome

The Vatican has posted an online gallery in honour of Pope Emeritus Benedict XVI.  It includes excerpts from his writings.  Enjoy. I know I will, again and again.
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His last day as pope

Full video here, as well as text of his final address.

This was my favourite quotation:

Here, one can touch what the Church is – not an organization, not an association for religious or humanitarian purposes, but a living body, a community of brothers and sisters in the Body of Jesus Christ, who unites us all. To experience the Church in this way and almost be able to touch with one’s hands the power of His truth and His love, is a source of joy...

We can, of course, physically touch Christ's power, truth, love and joy in the Eucharist, but also in each other. At the heart of the faith is not a creed or dogma, but the living person of Jesus Christ, whom we carry in our hearts.  Evangelization is being in relationships, and carrying Christ to the heart of another.
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Mr. Caldwell, Prognosticator

Actually, pun-nosticator. Here he is, on the much-touted St. Malachy's prophecy, being his usual fun and witty self: 

As you can clearly see, apart from getting the date, names and actual events wrong, Nostradamus called it perfectly.
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It’s not that I don’t believe in prophecy.  I do.  But most of us suck at it (President Romney, please call your Oval Office).

Theo concludes with the words of Jesus that "we know not the hour" and should just prepare, albeit in a sane and non-hysterical fashion, for the End Times anyway. And he asks us to pray for a wise man to be elected pope, which is just what a wise man would suggest. 
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The Lord knows our ways

This cut n' pasted directly from EWTN's daily Mass readings. (Red stuff my additions).

Psalm 50:
8	I do not reprove you for your sacrifices; your burnt offerings are continually before me. (the Lord knew about my cooking even back then!)
9	I will accept no bull from your house (my writing too, apparently), nor he-goat from your folds.
16	But to the wicked God says: "What right have you to recite my statutes, or take my covenant on your lips? (he desires deeds before words)
17	For you hate discipline, and you cast my words behind you. (OUCH... hello, daily life)
21	These things you have done and I have been silent; you thought that I was one like yourself. But now I rebuke you, and lay the charge before you.
23	He who brings thanksgiving as his sacrifice honors me; to him who orders his way aright I will show the salvation of God!"

I'll say it again, thank heaven for Lent-- and for online devotions--which help us to order our ways aright.

I can't help but think this is a bad career move.

Further to the post below, it looks like the partnership is breaking up. And so soon after winning an Oscar! It will be depressing to see the less famous half first appearing in Adam Sandler movies as a toupee, then as the B-list celebrity on Dancing With the Stars, and finally in late night infomercials for Grecian Formula ripoffs.
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Obligatory Oscar Post

I'm not especially crazy about Ben Affleck. I don't especially like beards. But put those two things together...

...and you have my pick for the new category of Joint Best Actor/ Supporting Actor for 2012. Ben Affleck and His Beard. They might even get their own spinoff.
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Lenten Meditation

Wouldn't you rather spend more time fasting with Jesus than indulging with one (or ten, or fifty, or eighty-five) of these?
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I got magnetic Scrabble tiles for my birthday.

I find they are really handy for when you're waiting for supper to finish cooking, or just whenever something is weighing heavily on your mind....

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Every possible book has been written now, and we can all stop.

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Ich bin ein Home Schooler!

In a political asylum case involving a German family that fled to the United States to be able to homeschool their children, the U.S. Justice Department is arguing that the freedom to choose to educate one's own children is not a fundamental right.

Good thing the U.S.J.D. knows who the real enemies of America are: people who want to educate their own kids.

  "There are two major portions of constitutional rights of citizens – fundamental liberties and equal protection. The U.S. Attorney General has said this about homeschooling. There is no fundamental liberty to homeschool. So long as a government bans homeschooling broadly and equally, there is no violation of your rights. This is a view which gives some acknowledgement to the principle of equal protection but which entirely jettisons the concept of fundamental liberties."

As long as there's a boot on everyone's face, why, then no one is getting treated badly because everyone is equal!

 "It is important that Americans stand up for the rights of German homeschooling families," Farris concludes. "In so doing, we stand up for our own."

How do you say, "You can take our lesson planning books from us when you pry them from our cold, dead hands!" in German?
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Toto, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore.

The world just keeps getting stranger and stranger. Or is it just me? (Don't answer that.) I've become quite used to seeing my columns and articles popping up (re-posted etc.) on other pro-life websites, parenting web-sites, pro-family websites, Christian websites, but (ye gods)  The Richard Dawkins Foundation, for cryin' out loud? It's enough to make a dumb old housewife give up blogging.

Must go find hairshirt.
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It's as if they had a window to my past

This is almost a verbatim retelling of Mr. P's marriage proposal! Not really, because I didn't say no, and he doesn't do foot massage. He can make soup though, as long as it comes from a tin or a noodle package. Too funny.

Mortification 101

"The Christian who goes through life systematically avoiding sacrifice will not find God, will not find happiness. What he will have been taking care to avoid is his own sanctity."

Fr. Francis Fernandez,
In Conversation With God: Vol II, Lent and Eastertide

worth every penny:

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Happy Evangelization Day to our fellow Slavs

Today is the commemoration of Saints Cyril and Methodius, missionaries to the Slavic peoples.

His last Lenten message as pope

From News.va

Dear Brothers and Sisters,
Today, Ash Wednesday, we begin the liturgical time of Lent, forty days that prepare us for the celebration of Holy Easter, it is a time of particular commitment in our spiritual journey. The number forty occurs several times in the Bible. In particular, it recalls the forty years that the Israelites wandered in the wilderness: a long period of formation to become the people of God, but also a long period in which the temptation to be unfaithful to the covenant with the Lord was always present. Forty were also the days of the Prophet Elijah’s journey to reach the Mount of God, Horeb; as well as the time that Jesus spent in the desert before beginning his public life and where he was tempted by the devil. In this Catechesis I would like to dwell on this moment of earthly life of the Son of God, which we will read of in the Gospel this Sunday.

Ash Wednesday

It's good to be reminded every so often that all the hustle and bustle in which we immerse ourselves really is for naught. Wishing you a fruitful Lenten season.

As for man, his days are like grass;
he flowers like the flower of the field;
the wind blows and he is gone
and his place never sees him again.

from the Office of Readings, Psalm 103

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The devil is in the bureaucracy.

Which should surprise absolutely no one. Bureaucracy is evil. David Warren nails it, as usual.

This has become, to my mind, the key practical issue for the Church to face in her immediate future.

And other thoughts on the pope's resignation. Read. It. All.
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Well said, Mr. Cook

“To silence, by honest living, the ignorant chatter of fools; that is what God expects of you.” By that standard Benedict XVI has been all that Catholics expected of him, and more.

Just one of several worthwhile tributes to the Holy Father at MercatorNet. 

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Try to keep up

A recent Saturday evening conversation with my girls:

Mom: Let's watch a period drama.

Miss P #5: Which one?

Mom: Let's watch Sense and Sensibility.

Miss P #4: Which one?

Mom: The short one.

Miss P #3: The one with Snape and Bertie Wooster?

Kind, sociable and fluffy

Don't we all aspire to be described thus? This just in from Russia, with love: an email from "Olga," courtesy of my spam folder. I don't know why I find these so funny, but I do. I guess we have to take our simple pleaures where we can. It's quicker than reading a self-published novel. 

(I might sound unnecessarily sarcastic from time to time, but in a life, I more nice.) 

You have drawn my attention to a site of acquaintances. I hope, as I shall like you. How I to you in a photo? The truth - pretty? :) But in a life I more nice!!!And as I cheerful, kind, sociable and fluffy! I like to go in for sports, read books, to listen to music. I love winter and summer. I do not love spring and slush.If I have interested you, with pleasure I shall tell about myself more in the following letter.I wait for the answer on [link deleted]

"While my mind understands...my heart still breaks a bit"

I agree with Pat's feelings of sadness (and yes, even a bit of fear), but not with his conclusion. We have to trust that the Holy Father knows what he is doing, and that God is in charge. But we will miss you, Papa. Pray for us.

From the publishers who brought you Blonde Anne of Green Gables

 CreateSpace presents its library of classic literature!

Now available wherever fine littrature is sold!
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My writing students, past and present, will be pleased.

And so will Miss Pinkerton #2, who is currently studying German in university. A short article about the implementation of the new universal language at the European Union. 

For those of you out there who are currently trying to teach children things like grammar, spelling and writing, relax. You may carry on as before. Parents will be placated to know that the rules will soon be for naught anyway.

h/t Mr. P's brother and his lovely wife, who emailed me the link. 

This one's for Mrs. Jones

Source: quickmeme.com via Cayden on Pinterest

And the Gables? Fuschia.

I wonder if Kevin Sullivan had anything to do with this.

What's Gilbert going to call her now, Cornhead?
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Amusing. Concise. True.

Thanks to Mark Shea, I have discovered (quite late in the game, as usual) the Population Research Institute's POP 101 animated series. Check out all their videos.

Yet another Facebook photo

Shamelessly stolen from a friend's timeline. And yes, it's one of those days. Actually, it's shaping up to be one of those decades.

Redneck "gun culture" and other post-modern fairy tales

Canada has been there, done that (repeatedly) with the debate over gun control. Funny how it always comes down to politicians wanting to take away shotguns from the guys in the plaid flannel shirts--hunters and farmers--when that's not really where the heart of the problem lies.

Ben Stein at American Spectator:

In any given week, on any given weekend, dozens of black youths are gunned down by other blacks in America’s cities. This is a horror show happening in real life. The total number of deaths from this ongoing disaster far outpaces the deaths in mass killings in Aurora or Newtown.

Now, in no way should either of these grim phenomena be used to minimize the other. But it amazes me that the whole country, the whole world, goes berserk about the killings in a charming town in Connecticut, as we should — while the daily slaughter of black youths by other black youths is just part of the wallpaper of modern life.

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Guns don’t kill people. People kill people. And we pay very little attention to it when the people on both ends of the barrel are black.

This one's for Mrs. Beazly

And possibly Mr. Blurn, since they don't fancy Christian rock. I like some of it, but you still have to be able to laugh at yourself. If you don't, someone else will. (And indeed, there IS a lot of cheesy and just plain terrible worship music out there...)

Comfort Art

It's just as efficacious as comfort food, but without the weight gain. The homey interiors and lovely natural scenes of 19th c. Swedish artist Carl Larsson  (with enduring thanks to Nordic Thoughts, as usual).

Larsson admitted, however, in the same memoirs that the pictures of his family and home "became the most immediate and lasting part of my life's work. For these pictures are of course a very genuine expression of my personality, of my deepest feelings, of all my limitless love for my wife and children."

What's not to love?