The girls and I are going to a bridal shower this weekend for my future sister-in-law, so Rob and the boys were brainstorming fun "boy's day" ideas at the dinner table.
They mentioned a local science center, a miniature railroad display, and then dinner at the diner.
That's when Sally looked up and said, "Well, no matter what you do it won't be as much fun as we're having because there will be more girls in our car. Four is more than three. More fun."
There is no refuting logic of that sort. Girls just want to have fun.
I downloaded the Prayer App from Divine Office and I am loving it! It is absolutely worth the two dollars it cost me.
This is not the full Liturgy of the Hours, but it is more than 2000 prayers of the Catholic Church. Everything is covered, from the Rosary to Chaplets and Litanies.
It is so easy to search and mark my favorites, and there have been many times when I had a special intention and had no problem finding an appropriate prayer.
I highly recommend it, and I'm going to look into the Liturgy of the Hours App as well.
Just when I thought we were heading toward some nicer weather, Old Man Winter came back around to give us a little kick in the pants.
We got snow, freezing rain, and then some thundersnow(!) to round it all out. Phil, you totally sold us down the river with that "early spring" junk.
Happily, most late March snows in PA are usually onion snows and they don't stick around too long.
What's an onion snow, you ask?
Here in PA, it's a pretty common expression (or at least it used to be). An onion snow is a late snowfall, usually in early spring, after the onion sets are in the ground. It's typically a very wet snow that melts quickly.
Get yourselves ready, my friends, because the guessing pool for the HomeFront's new baby is coming up soon!
This is fun for me because it really takes my mind off of how much I want to run to the nearest ultrasound machine and demand they tell me what I've got going on gender-wise.
I'm always so happy that I waited to find out after the baby comes, but these last weeks are loooooong.
Speaking of not knowing the baby's gender, I am always surprised when people are shocked that we don't know. Not just surprised, but shocked. And sometimes more than a little put out. Miffed even.
Uhhh . . . okay.
I was in the grocery store a few weeks ago, and two people working in the bakery stopped me and asked what I was having. Apparently, the head baker is an expert at guessing baby genders just from reading my aura or something. They like to test him by checking with the pregnant mother, and so far (according to them) he has never been wrong.
When I told them I didn't know, they could not believe it. They kept saying "but why don't you KNOW?" As if there was some kind of horrible ultrasound glitch that prevented me from finding out. No glitch, just my desire to confound people by my irrational suspension of knowledge.
For what it's worth, the baker quoted my aura as saying #6 is a boy.
Hey, did you know you can eat meat today? You can because today is the Solemnity of the Annunciation of the Lord.
That's Church-speak for big celebration, so no penitential abstention from meat. It's all explained here.
Of course, you don't have to eat meat to celebrate, but if you want to throw a few pepperoni slices on your pizza to honor the Annunciation of the Lord, go for it.
As usual, head over to Jennifer's and check out the other quick takes.
Have a great weekend, my friends! I'm looking forward to the more fun I've been told I'll be having with my girls in the car . . . let's see if you can top it!