Tuesday, August 09, 2005
The Cubs are dreadful. Worthless. Wretched. And as for the game...downright pitiful. However, it was a lot of fun!! :) If that doesn't make sense to you, you don't know me very well...
This morning after Mass (yay St. Teresa Benedicta of the Cross/Edith Stein!!), we went to breakfast at the Swedish restaurant (duh, it's Rockford...we have a lot of Swedish restaurants). And I had delicious French toast (no, no Swedish pancakes for me...although Dominick nearly went out of his mind about the gol-dang "Swedes"...). And then we left for Chicago. I love Chicago. How can you not love Chicago? It's just so great!! I love the hustle and bustle and fun and craziness...but strictly for visiting purposes. I could never ever in a bajillion years LIVE in conditions like that. I would go mad. Anyway, our seats were amazing (right behind home plate!). The downside (besides the loser players), was the man behind me spilling his beer on my back. I mean, SPILLING. I had quite a bit of beer on my back, which did not make me happy. But I didn't even turn around. I just kept my cool, assuming it was an accident. I allowed it to dry, and remained calm. Then he started dropping peanuts on my back. Like not one or two, but about 10. So I gradually got more and more aggravated until I finally burst and turned around and hissed "What is your deal!?", at which he was like "oh...sorry" as if he didn't realize he was throwing peanuts and beer at me. Gosh. Anyway, that was very minor in the grand scheme of things. It was a great time, and I still love the Cubs. They just really have to get their act together. After the game we went to the Cheesecake Factory for dinner (delish!), and stopped at Starbucks on the way home (double delish!). All in all, a beautiful day!!
No great spiritual insights today, other than I am really enjoying watching Fr. Mitch Pacwa here on EWTN (despite his Lego man hair) talk about beautifying churches. I'm all for it, especially since my home parish's decorations are conducive to counting bricks instead of contemplating the stained glass or paintings or statues...oy. It's dreadful. Not necessarily ugly, but not beautiful. He's talking about what could potentially happen to the prayer lives of the faithful should our churches once again embraced true Beauty...and it could be amazing! I know I love to go to churches that are decorated well, not because I'm superficial or even because I like things to be merely aesthetically appealing, but because I think it forces your thoughts heavenward...as they should be whilst in church!
Caritas et veritas!
This morning after Mass (yay St. Teresa Benedicta of the Cross/Edith Stein!!), we went to breakfast at the Swedish restaurant (duh, it's Rockford...we have a lot of Swedish restaurants). And I had delicious French toast (no, no Swedish pancakes for me...although Dominick nearly went out of his mind about the gol-dang "Swedes"...). And then we left for Chicago. I love Chicago. How can you not love Chicago? It's just so great!! I love the hustle and bustle and fun and craziness...but strictly for visiting purposes. I could never ever in a bajillion years LIVE in conditions like that. I would go mad. Anyway, our seats were amazing (right behind home plate!). The downside (besides the loser players), was the man behind me spilling his beer on my back. I mean, SPILLING. I had quite a bit of beer on my back, which did not make me happy. But I didn't even turn around. I just kept my cool, assuming it was an accident. I allowed it to dry, and remained calm. Then he started dropping peanuts on my back. Like not one or two, but about 10. So I gradually got more and more aggravated until I finally burst and turned around and hissed "What is your deal!?", at which he was like "oh...sorry" as if he didn't realize he was throwing peanuts and beer at me. Gosh. Anyway, that was very minor in the grand scheme of things. It was a great time, and I still love the Cubs. They just really have to get their act together. After the game we went to the Cheesecake Factory for dinner (delish!), and stopped at Starbucks on the way home (double delish!). All in all, a beautiful day!!
No great spiritual insights today, other than I am really enjoying watching Fr. Mitch Pacwa here on EWTN (despite his Lego man hair) talk about beautifying churches. I'm all for it, especially since my home parish's decorations are conducive to counting bricks instead of contemplating the stained glass or paintings or statues...oy. It's dreadful. Not necessarily ugly, but not beautiful. He's talking about what could potentially happen to the prayer lives of the faithful should our churches once again embraced true Beauty...and it could be amazing! I know I love to go to churches that are decorated well, not because I'm superficial or even because I like things to be merely aesthetically appealing, but because I think it forces your thoughts heavenward...as they should be whilst in church!
Caritas et veritas!
