Hold Me Like Holy Water

More hilariousness whilst praying the Office with Rusty (yes, Russ, you were right. It IS going on my blog).
So today's reading from the Common of Several Martyrs began with "Dearly beloved".
Rusty finished with "we are gathered here today..."
Haha...oh man.
And then I read the Antiphon for the Canticle of Mary, we began the Magnificat, and about 3 lines into it, I stop, and forcefully throw my head forward in a look of dismay. Rusty, not realizing what was going on, was like "Dude, was that like, a fist pump...only with your head? Did you just head pump the Magnificat?"
(Now as background, when we get excited, we "fist pump"...prime example was today's reading...at John 17:17 "Consecrate them in Truth", we both did a "fist pump".)
Anyway, I was like "No! I read the wrong antiphon!" ...and then I realized. The head pump. That's just hilarious. Somehow it's quite head-banging-punk-ish, yet, not. Because it was thought to be about...the Magnificat. How priceless is that?
I just might have to use that head pump thing some time. We'll see.

Tonight I ate delicious Greek food. Who knew Dubuque had delicious Greek food? And who knew it was so inexpensive...and they deliver? And they're like, 4 blocks from my apartment. This could be the start of a beautiful friendship...me and the Greeks.

Then we all piled into the car (not mine...we'll get there in a minute), and went to see "Just Like Heaven". It was surprisingly good. Predictable, of course, because it was a romantic comedy and they are predictable by nature - but it was a different type, with a Sleeping-Beauty-esque sort of business. I liked it. And it was relatively non-scandalous. Always a plus.

So about the car. I drove it the 2 blocks it takes to get to the chapel this morning (I was running laaaaaaaaaate). Then we went to McDonald's to get vanilla shakes (it was a craving...go with it), and when we got back, there was steam/smoke coming from under the hood. It's never done that before. I was minorly concerned, but as JMJ (that's the car's name) is about 12 years old, I expect oddities from her. However, later when I came out to the car after Mass, there was green goo (antifreeze, I guess) on the parking lot. My flatmates tried to tell me it wasn't coming from JMJ, but there's no way it was from another car - the spot next to me was uphill a bit. I'm no genius, but liquid doesn't normally run uphill. So...I did the only thing a girl's to do. I called my dad as we piled into the car to drive back to the apartment. The conversation went something like:
Me: Hi Mom. Is Dad there? I have a car question.
Mom: Yeah, hang on. ::to my dad:: "Rich, she has a car question."
Dad: Hey kiddo, what's going on?
Me: Dad, is it bad if the car has smoke coming out of it when you turn it off, and then later on you see this green goo that looks like Slimer from Ghostbusters underneath it?
Dad: Yeah, that's a major problem. Don't drive it.
Me: Ok Dad (as I'm driving back!)
Dad: Yeah, you can't drive it until I can look at it. I'll be up this weekend some time.
Me: Thanks Dad! You're the best! (still driving it!)
Dad: Ok, talk to you later.
Me: Ok bye! (stilll driving...)

Dear. Hopefully it's not a huge problem and we can make the Slimer appearances vanish. No more green goo under the JMJ-mobile. I don't like that. She's my baby - I love that car.

Well, enough about nothing. I'm off to bed.

Caritas et veritas.