I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I'm, I'm, I'm hunting, looking for a come upFor the first time ever, I managed to go full out thrifting in the good ol' U S of A. Matt's Mom picked us up in her black Cadillac and we headed right over to the first stop on our agenda, Thrift Giant, whose 50% off sale put everything from ( Read more... )

Yours is the body
The hands and the feet
And Yours are the eyes to look compassionately
To bless you and me
He will bless you and meThis time I have a good excuse for not writing sooner - ever since we hit ground zero week for my planning of the World Youth Day at Home for our diocese, I've been burning the candle, or at least the modern lights, at ( Read more... )

I act pretty when I'm with my girls
And you act silly when you're with your boys
And I got problems, but I guess they're mine
And I got issues, well, I guess they're yours

It's pretty hard to believe that it's almost the end of October already. Sometimes I don't really know what to say.  In this case the main reason I don't know what to say because it ( Read more... )

The tension is here
between who you are and who you could be
between how it is and how it should be

So many things have been happening at such a speed that I haven't been able to keep up with posting blog posts. Truthfully I've been adding one-line reminders to my draft of this post almost every day, and they are many and varied. It's unfortunate ( Read more... )