Wednesday, March 16, 2005
Well, clearly I survived the Death Center.
Actually, she was very nice. And rather hopeful. Seems that I'm not dying.
I still can be a martyr, however. :)
Anyway, I went and bought a glove deal that is supposed to be good for my hand. Well, as good as $5.99 buys you, I guess. Doctor appointment is on Thursday of next week. My mom made the appointment...
Me: Mom, did you call the doctor?
Mom: Yes.
Me: When is my appointment?
Mom: Thursday, at 10:30. Not too late, so hopefully he'll be there. He's Catholic, so he might not.
Me: Yeah. Did they ask what is wrong with me?
Mom: Yeah.
Me: What did you tell them?
Mom: I said that your little pinky fell asleep.
Me: WHAT?! You're not serious.
Mom: Yeah. I did. Isn't that right?
Oh Mom. Seriously. I do just fine embarrassing myself. No help is necessary. Oy vey.
On a more exciting note, I was interviewing my cooperating teacher today about the demographics of the school and whatnot (really, it was exciting, though not postworthy), and we got into a discussion which exhilarated me. I was telling her about how we're having Fr. Kurt J. Pritzl, OP come to give a Philosophy lecture on Thursday night, and that he was coming into my class on Friday, and I'm going to the lunch on Friday with him as well. She was like "I thought that philosophy didn't really go with Catholicism..." and I'm like "well...I guess it depends what kind of philosophy we're talking about"...and then we started talking about St. Thomas Aquinas and Dominicans and my heart smiled. A lot.
Later, after Solemn Vespers service, we went to the Heritage Committee dinner (yeah, I'm not technically part of it, but I think that falls into the "details, details" category). I was sitting at the table that Father was sitting at, and the president of the college came up and asked him where St. Dominic was born. Father was drawing a blank, and I sat there waiting for him to respond, nearly exploding. Finally, I exploded. I practically shouted the answer out of excitement. At first he didn't believe me, but Father assured him that I was correct. Then I received the biggest compliment I could EVER imagine.
Father said that I was practically related to St. Dominic. Aka...my life is complete.
Then the president was like "You know those old picture books of saints? Has anyone ever seen those?" and I'm like "Yeah, I have them. One is sitting next to my bed right now..." and upon realizing how much of a dork I must sound like, he looked at Father and he's like "Is she serious?" and Father was like "Yeah. She's like a book of Catholic trivia." to which the president responds "We really should do lunch".
:) Once again, being a nerd pays.
Now it's time for our Lenten Communal Penance service. My favorite. Penance. Oy.
Pax et veritas, my friends.
Actually, she was very nice. And rather hopeful. Seems that I'm not dying.
I still can be a martyr, however. :)
Anyway, I went and bought a glove deal that is supposed to be good for my hand. Well, as good as $5.99 buys you, I guess. Doctor appointment is on Thursday of next week. My mom made the appointment...
Me: Mom, did you call the doctor?
Mom: Yes.
Me: When is my appointment?
Mom: Thursday, at 10:30. Not too late, so hopefully he'll be there. He's Catholic, so he might not.
Me: Yeah. Did they ask what is wrong with me?
Mom: Yeah.
Me: What did you tell them?
Mom: I said that your little pinky fell asleep.
Me: WHAT?! You're not serious.
Mom: Yeah. I did. Isn't that right?
Oh Mom. Seriously. I do just fine embarrassing myself. No help is necessary. Oy vey.
On a more exciting note, I was interviewing my cooperating teacher today about the demographics of the school and whatnot (really, it was exciting, though not postworthy), and we got into a discussion which exhilarated me. I was telling her about how we're having Fr. Kurt J. Pritzl, OP come to give a Philosophy lecture on Thursday night, and that he was coming into my class on Friday, and I'm going to the lunch on Friday with him as well. She was like "I thought that philosophy didn't really go with Catholicism..." and I'm like "well...I guess it depends what kind of philosophy we're talking about"...and then we started talking about St. Thomas Aquinas and Dominicans and my heart smiled. A lot.
Later, after Solemn Vespers service, we went to the Heritage Committee dinner (yeah, I'm not technically part of it, but I think that falls into the "details, details" category). I was sitting at the table that Father was sitting at, and the president of the college came up and asked him where St. Dominic was born. Father was drawing a blank, and I sat there waiting for him to respond, nearly exploding. Finally, I exploded. I practically shouted the answer out of excitement. At first he didn't believe me, but Father assured him that I was correct. Then I received the biggest compliment I could EVER imagine.
Father said that I was practically related to St. Dominic. Aka...my life is complete.
Then the president was like "You know those old picture books of saints? Has anyone ever seen those?" and I'm like "Yeah, I have them. One is sitting next to my bed right now..." and upon realizing how much of a dork I must sound like, he looked at Father and he's like "Is she serious?" and Father was like "Yeah. She's like a book of Catholic trivia." to which the president responds "We really should do lunch".
:) Once again, being a nerd pays.
Now it's time for our Lenten Communal Penance service. My favorite. Penance. Oy.
Pax et veritas, my friends.
