Marna sent a package and of course I post to Elliot's Instagram. I'm a complete nut! HAHAHA!!!
Anyway, Marna texted this AM saying my package was stuck in the warehouse. I then explained my address to her, so she emailed someone... And it was delivered. It's a food "basket". I joked one of the things I like about being a doctor is getting and giving food baskets! AHHAHAHA!!! Oh yeah, I also took selfies, of myself with it to send to Marna. I didn't really like the pics and retook a bunch, but ended up sending her one of the earlier ones b/c it seemed natural vs posed. I also had bed head. Marna said I looked nice. Lol.
This may become my new thing... Woke up early this AM. The TV wasn't on, but I heard Mom playing games on her tablet. I also didn't feel like getting up so I did the same I did yesterday, AM offering, Rosary, LOTH, Mass readings, Martyrology. I then slept for another hour. Lol... Woke in enough time to have breakfast before Mass.
This AM's #espressoforyoursoul... It was about choosing the people who surround you. The cliche, "You can't choose your family." He posed the questions. 1. Who do you surround yourself with? 2. How do they affect your life? And 3. Is it good for you? These days... First off... That's easy to say if you have friends. I don't want to turn this into a woe is me thing. In a sense I've accepted / become comfortable with it. But at the same time when you have nothing but family... And he certainly knows the issues I have with my Mother... Anyway, it then made me think of that meeting with "That Lady". Lol... I need to stop calling her "That Lady", her name is Sr. Pat. Anyway, she literally said it was just Me and Jesus. Pretty much.
That being said, I felt compelled to DM Fr. I. I appreciated his joyful attitude and that he truly looked happy celebrating Mass.
Having little pains here and there. Random pains in my abdomen from time to time. Pain when straining. Overall discomfort of my wounds. Started when I woke up. I haven't exerted myself... Other than doing all the stuff to take pics with Elliot and my package. Is it residue from yesterday?
I had a dream I went back to work, except the office was Tita Carmen's room in Woodmere. My desk was a mess covered with random paper. After I had started working I realized I hadn't sanitized my workspace.
Binge watching Two Set Violin made me want to expand my classic piano repertoire. Do I have a repertoire? Do I really play??? Lol... I mean... I know notes and I know timing in theory, except... I'm lazy. Like I don't read the time signature, I play time by ear. So... I don't really play songs I don't know. I looked at the classic books we have. I ended up going through this children's book b/c the pieces are graded. The one song I play from it is Blue Danube, which is graded as IV. Am I grade IV? I mean... I think I can play anything if I practice. But does that make me grade IV? As I said, I don't really sightread. So I randomly chose a grade II song and "Sightread" the right hand. Once again... I google'd (well youtubed...) the song for the tune for the timing. I did the first 2 lines with the right hand. I then ended up really practicing. As in... I played the first bar, both hands and kept repeating till I felt comfortable adding more / the next bar. I did that for the first 3 bars. I haven't practiced today, but... I find when I start messing up I semi "burn out" and do other things / stop. Then the next day, I miraculously get it and play it ok and move onto more. I also did a C scale a few times. I need to practice my other scales / fingering. I also learned to do more than 1 octave, but... I forgot the fingering. I didn't practice long, b/c shortly before I started playing Mom turned off the lights in the kitchen to fall asleep. Woops...
Catholic Breakfast. I like Fr. John Muir. Really liking his deep analysis into the
Sunday Gospel readings. I've said it before... I struggle with the Seed / Sower parable. Questioning which I am. Like... I totally see me as the first for a long time. Going to Mass and... Nothing. Well... Not nothing. Am I shallow soil? Soil with rocks in it? I don't think I'm deep soil. As I said, I struggle with seeing "Good fruit" coming from me. There was this part where he talks about conforming with the Church's teaching on Moral Theology, but struggling with generosity. Yup. Lol... He first says, whoever the sower is, he must be a horrible farmer! Spreading the seed everywhere instead of just on fertile ground. But then he mentioned... A normal yield is like 10 fold, but the good soil produces 100, 60 or 30 fold. Basically he said God is a miraculously generous sower.
Mom watching Filipino news. It's in Tagalog, so... I'm guessing at best. Basically they were talking about returning to Mass / the precautions being taken. Mom comments, just record it like we do! Uh... I mean, I get precautions and dispensation from Mass. But... Also you don't get Catholic theology if you think streamed Mass is sufficient. That's what irks me about people online saying worship should be done online / in the home. And it's not even about a need for community. Humans are body / soul composites. We need physical, tactile things. The Sacraments and physical / spiritual things. You can't have one without the other.
Tweet.
I cc'd a Rumble Ponies tweet about Christmas in July to 7500centfish and geebs. I haven't been in front of a TV in days... As I instagramed... It's been 4 years since I was in HH with just geebs and sparkyboy and we watched Christmas in July movies the whole time. Lol. The only ones I really paid attention to was the one with Rupert Penry-Jones. And... There was one with Danica McKeller that I saw with 7500centfish. Who was in that!?! Oh yeah, it was a Jane Austen adaptation or something. But then besides character names I didn't see a parallel.
My GYN called to confirm my appt / do a covid screen. I mean... I had symptoms they asked, but it's a side effect of my operation / post op treatment. Like... Body aches and diarrhea. But no, I don't have symptoms of Covid.