1. Last weekend was all about my best friend Julianna. We celebrated her and her upcoming marriage with a girls get away on Bainbridge Island. It was so nice to be away from the usual pace of life, to relax, have fun, and enjoy good company. Julianna has been my best friend since 1st grade and I was so happy to throw her a bachelorette party that would be just right for her. We had home pedicures with my Sensaria stuff, amazing meals (we competed for the cheapest, best meal!), watched some fun movies, walked on the beach, and did a lot of just plain hanging out.
w/ Julianna
Pedis!
w/ Amy at the beach
One of our super yummy meals!
Julianna changing her nieces diaper. Totally normal thing to do at your own bachelorette weekend. I love being Catholic. :)3. I've been very blessed chairing the Respect Life Committee at my church because I get to work with so many amazing people. I'm definitely learning in this new role and some work to do, but I see God is so many things.
This week I was especially touched by how profound God's love and plan is. I was prayed over a few months ago and during this time two (almost) saints were mentioned. One was John Paul II and after some reflection and prayer, I've seen the connection between myself and him through the importance of Theology of the Body. I'm still not sure what deeper meaning or role he may have in my life, but I was pretty sure I at least knew the basic reason he was mentioned. The second person was Mother Teresa and I had absolutely no idea what my connection with her was. I love her, I think she's great, but I don't feel I have a more special relationship with her than other saints, I don't do a lot of work with the poor, etc. She was mentioned and quoted in an email I received this week from one of my committee members and it was suggested that she be the patron of our group. I was immediately struck and remembered being prayed over. I know it may seem silly and like not a very big deal, but it was one of those moments that you can feel the Holy Spirit. I think it was partly meant to encourage me and give me confidence in my role. I'm a bit intimidated being in a new role, working under a priest I don't know very well yet, and also being the youngest member of the committee that has some pretty amazing people. Talking to Marc about everything going on in emails that day, I realized that I was shaking. I just felt so loved. There was a sense of anxiousness, but a peaceful anxiousness. So maybe more of an excitement, but still not quite knowing how things were going to work out. It's beautiful to see how even the smallest part of God's plan is unfolding, and how he can strengthen you when you need it most, through a process that started three months prior. I just love our Lord, I love the communion of Saints, and I love being part of the Catholic Church.
4. Here are a few pictures from Marc's birthday "party":
After the concert we went to at the beach.
Marc and his cake with one of the few candles in my house. You may also notice the old hamster and be wondering if Marc is 50? Or maybe you are just wondering why it's there? Either way, let me explain. My mom threw my dad a surprise birthday party for his 50th birthday and it was one of the silly gifts I got for him. It has a little hamster happy birthday song that it sings (not the normal happy birthday song). My dad actually thought it was a recording of my voice. I'm not sure if that is a put down or a compliment, but it made me laugh at the time. Anyways, for the last 6 years, it is played for everyone in my family on their birthday. My dad especially likes to play it over the phone or wake you up with it. I thought it was great he brought it out for Marc too. :)
Blowing out his candle!
Marc and his cake. I didn't have anything to write on the cake with except green gel food coloring. Our mouths were very green.5. Thurs. night, Marc's actual birthday, I was at a meeting planning this year's high school convention. (Please feel more than free to pray for those of us planning this year's event. Maybe pray NOW. We still have a lot to do.) Afterwards, I should have gone straight to bed, but I hung out with Marc instead. We moved some stuff against the walls in his room and tried to teach ourselves to fox trot with the help of some you tube videos. I had so much fun! If anyone knows how to dance, will you teach us? :) Pretty please.
6. Marc and I picked blackberries down the street from my house tonight. I like to think I'm kind of tough, but it turns out I'm kind of a sissy sometimes. Picking berries is kind of gross. I didn't think it was until I went to pick a berry and what seemed liked 25 ants came crawling out of it. YUCK! And as if that weren't enough, I ended up standing on an ant hill. AAH! Icky, icky, ICKY!! At the end, I stopped whining and realized I was still having fun. I should get over myself a bit quicker next time.
After the picking fun/scariness, Marc and I made three pies! We made one blackberry pie and two frozen blackberry-lemon chifon pies. We only intended to make one of the latter, but some how we had enough pie for two, so we had to quickly whip up another crust. Good thing that one just called for a graham cracker crust! I can't wait to taste them!! Mmmm. :)
7. Eleanor (3), one of the children I watch, had her tonsils removed today. Poor thing! She was so excited to leave for the hospital this morning even though it was 5:30 AM. She obviously didn't really know what she was getting into and so I'm sure it seemed like kind of an adventure. I was told she did very well at the hospital. When she got home, she was pretty tired and still a bit drugged up. She just wanted to sleep on the couch. So cute. Please say a prayer for her speedy recovery and for her parents!
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