Monday, May 30, 2005
More crazy times in Rockyford, Illinois. As stated by Lindsey tonight: "I could have used this for my class on deviant behavior!". Exactly, Lindsey. We might as well be the case study for a class on deviant behavior. We're nuts!
So we went to Volcano Falls for a little mini-putt action. We split into groups to make it work a little easier; my group consisted of me, Katie, Mindy and Lindsey. We were pretty awesome. We hit every water trap, knocked the ball out of the course a few times, and even had a runaway ball in the river. (Don't worry, we rescued it successfully) It was great. We laughed a lot. Then we decided to go to IHOP for a little late night snack. When that didn't work out we headed over to Denny's. All 16 of us. :) Denny's ended up being loads of fun, but the best part goes a little something like this:
When Petey left, Marianne popped her trunk using the remote control on her keychain. It sat open for a while until Dominick got the brilliant idea to make the most of the situation. Mike ran out to the car and jumped in the trunk and closed it on himself. Then he waited. And waited. Until someone came along. There were two couples who were walking into Denny's about the same time. When they were just outside of Marianne's car, she hit the button and the trunk sprung open. Mike jumped out, looked around in a bewildered manner, and took off running. It was priceless. The people had a "What the hell!?" look on their faces, and we laughed sooooo hard. Oh my gosh, it was hilarious. It was really quite brilliant. Yay for silliness.
As for me, today I was uber-productive. I ironed, cooked a chocolate chip pizza dessert, painted the eagle that is above our front door, wrapped presents, and planted flowers. It was a great day. I got so much done, and all of it was fun! Haha...you know you're crazy when working is defined as fun.
Oh! I almost forgot. MASS this morning! It was craziness. It was the most schizophrenic Mass ever. The priest started off by being really orthodox and talking about how people need to dress properly and gave a little catechesis about why Mass is important and how we need to be reverent and respectful in the church, etc. It was good. Then we sang some OCP song (no comment), and my mom leans over to me and whispers (who are those women?) pointing to the women in albs standing just off of the sanctuary. I stop and think and guess "perhaps lectors? or...??". It was disconcerting seeing them so close to the altar looking quite like priests...I did not like it one bit. Too close to wrong. Turns out they were Extraordinary Ministers of the Eucharist, but still - bizarro. And then there were a few logistical things wrong with the Mass (I turned to my dad at one point and said "I really ought to buy Monsignor a copy of the new GIRM..." and he just rolled his eyes). Anyway, the best part is the after-Communion song. Normally it should be relatively meditative. On the feast of Corpus Christi it should be related to the Eucharist, as it would only make sense. However, it started off with this awful 80's techno beat that reminded me of the music in the background of instructional videos. It was coming out of the keyboard. Sign #1 that this is not heading in the right direction. Then the choir starts *singing* some song which was basically about our call to the corporal works of mercy. Good enough, right? No! It was horrible. The lyrics were terrible and the chorus was a very Baptist-sounding "Loooord, heeear ouuur prayerrrr". As soon as it started up I put my head in my hands. I wanted to weep. Then I started laughing. I couldn't help it. I had to keep my head buried in my hands and bite my lip to prevent laughing out loud. It was dreadful. Then I noticed that as the song progressed (using the term very loosely, as it was making no progress whatsoever), my eyes started to cross. Yes, the song was that bad. It was terrible. When it was over I wanted to shout "Praise Jesus!" and raise my hands in the air - it only seemed the right thing after a yay-hoo song like that. Jiminy. The you-know-whos are taking over the Church. Bring on the BXVI. :)
Well, I really need to get to bed - big birthday party at the forest preserve for my aunt tomorrow.
Pax et veritas et caritas.
I heart trunks.
So we went to Volcano Falls for a little mini-putt action. We split into groups to make it work a little easier; my group consisted of me, Katie, Mindy and Lindsey. We were pretty awesome. We hit every water trap, knocked the ball out of the course a few times, and even had a runaway ball in the river. (Don't worry, we rescued it successfully) It was great. We laughed a lot. Then we decided to go to IHOP for a little late night snack. When that didn't work out we headed over to Denny's. All 16 of us. :) Denny's ended up being loads of fun, but the best part goes a little something like this:
When Petey left, Marianne popped her trunk using the remote control on her keychain. It sat open for a while until Dominick got the brilliant idea to make the most of the situation. Mike ran out to the car and jumped in the trunk and closed it on himself. Then he waited. And waited. Until someone came along. There were two couples who were walking into Denny's about the same time. When they were just outside of Marianne's car, she hit the button and the trunk sprung open. Mike jumped out, looked around in a bewildered manner, and took off running. It was priceless. The people had a "What the hell!?" look on their faces, and we laughed sooooo hard. Oh my gosh, it was hilarious. It was really quite brilliant. Yay for silliness.
As for me, today I was uber-productive. I ironed, cooked a chocolate chip pizza dessert, painted the eagle that is above our front door, wrapped presents, and planted flowers. It was a great day. I got so much done, and all of it was fun! Haha...you know you're crazy when working is defined as fun.
Oh! I almost forgot. MASS this morning! It was craziness. It was the most schizophrenic Mass ever. The priest started off by being really orthodox and talking about how people need to dress properly and gave a little catechesis about why Mass is important and how we need to be reverent and respectful in the church, etc. It was good. Then we sang some OCP song (no comment), and my mom leans over to me and whispers (who are those women?) pointing to the women in albs standing just off of the sanctuary. I stop and think and guess "perhaps lectors? or...??". It was disconcerting seeing them so close to the altar looking quite like priests...I did not like it one bit. Too close to wrong. Turns out they were Extraordinary Ministers of the Eucharist, but still - bizarro. And then there were a few logistical things wrong with the Mass (I turned to my dad at one point and said "I really ought to buy Monsignor a copy of the new GIRM..." and he just rolled his eyes). Anyway, the best part is the after-Communion song. Normally it should be relatively meditative. On the feast of Corpus Christi it should be related to the Eucharist, as it would only make sense. However, it started off with this awful 80's techno beat that reminded me of the music in the background of instructional videos. It was coming out of the keyboard. Sign #1 that this is not heading in the right direction. Then the choir starts *singing* some song which was basically about our call to the corporal works of mercy. Good enough, right? No! It was horrible. The lyrics were terrible and the chorus was a very Baptist-sounding "Loooord, heeear ouuur prayerrrr". As soon as it started up I put my head in my hands. I wanted to weep. Then I started laughing. I couldn't help it. I had to keep my head buried in my hands and bite my lip to prevent laughing out loud. It was dreadful. Then I noticed that as the song progressed (using the term very loosely, as it was making no progress whatsoever), my eyes started to cross. Yes, the song was that bad. It was terrible. When it was over I wanted to shout "Praise Jesus!" and raise my hands in the air - it only seemed the right thing after a yay-hoo song like that. Jiminy. The you-know-whos are taking over the Church. Bring on the BXVI. :)
Well, I really need to get to bed - big birthday party at the forest preserve for my aunt tomorrow.
Pax et veritas et caritas.
I heart trunks.
