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Sunday Sermon and Some Other Stuff

27 Jan

“The past is behind: learn from it. The future is ahead: prepare for it. The present is here: live it!”

<Thomas S. Monson


A cloudy misty morning later gave way to a lovely sunny Sunday. After an early morning doggie walk through the park, it was off to church to greet before Mass. It’s always wonderful to shake hands and share hugs. I ran down the hall to the east doors to meet the lovely ladies on the Chateau Senior Living bus. Oh, the smiles.

Today’s Gospel was about Jesus, after hearing of the arrest of John, He left Nazareth and went to live by the sea, fulfilling the prophecy of Isaiah…

Land of Zebulun and land of Naphtali,
the way to the sea, beyond the Jordan,
Galilee of the Gentiles,
the people who sit in darkness have seen a great light,
on those dwelling in a land overshadowed by death
light has arisen.

From that time on, Jesus began to preach and say,

“Repent, for the kingdom of heaven is at hand.”

My take on it… We gotta be prepared folks. You never know when your last day is. Live life to the fullest, enjoy, share, love, be kind, be a friend, be the best you can be.


After Mass, I stopped for coffee with Mr. Jerry, then I went over to Tom Thumb for some groceries. Such a sale! A dozen eggs, 29 cents each, limit two. A pound of butter $1.99 limit two, a package of bacon 99cents limit two. Who needs more than two? Of course, the butter and eggs I’ll give to Miss Pat, the cookie lady. She goes rough that stuff like … butter.

After the store, I stopped at Sprouts to pick up some vegetables and fruit. Then, I invited myself over to Lynne’s house for a short visit. I was just down the street and did a drive by.

Fire Station 9 was my next stop. I had some brownies to drop off. They’re always glad to see me. Smile…

Home to walk the dog and catch the sunset.

A little FaceTime with the cutest granddaughters in the whole wide world.

A few phone calls. Debbie called and we did some catching up. Then, I called Helene to see if she was feeling better. Then, last but not least, a long phone call with my Matt in California. The perfect ending to a great day. I am blessed.

Sunday Sermon, a Sunset, and Some Other Stuff

20 Jan

“Every day is a good day. There is something to learn, care and celebrate.”

― Amit Ray


A glorious Sunday morning, a little cool, 34 degrees, but I was happy because it was sock monkey hat weather. A lot of hugs and handshakes greeting before Mass. I always look forward to Sunday morning.

Today’s Gospel was the story of John the Baptist seeing Jesus walking towards him and proclaiming Him the Son of God.

John testified further, saying,

“I saw the Spirit come down like a dove from heaven

and remain upon him.

I did not know him,

but the one who sent me to baptize with water told me,

‘On whomever you see the Spirit come down and remain,

he is the one who will baptize with the Holy Spirit.’

Now I have seen and testified that he is the Son of God.”

My take on it… John the Baptist believed that a savior was coming, and that a spirit like a dove who came down upon Him was the sign and was proof to John that Jesus was the Son of God. Faith is a very powerful thing. We aren’t always given a sign or miracle to substantiate our beliefs, but some of us have. I truly believe that if you believe, you will receive. I’ve experienced a few miracles in my life.

After Mass, Jerry, Helene and I stopped for coffee and conversation, then a quick stop at the store.

Another birthday celebration planned for the afternoon with my friend Zelda. Nom Nom was my lunch choice. Normally we go to Olive Garden, but we were thinking something different. Can’t beat Nom Nom for great Mexican food that you pick and choose every item in your meal.

The next stop was a movie. There aren’t too many good movies out there that one of us hasn’t seen already. Zelda suggested “Just Mercy.” At first I poo-pooed the suggestion because it sounded sad, but I thought I’d give it a chance, seeing the alternatives were slim to nothing. I was so glad we decided to go see it.

We were both pleasantly and positively surprised. It was kind of sad in the respect that such tragedies and travesties of justice have, and still take place in our country. But, this was based on a true story, and it gives us hope that there are still some good honest caring people in the world. I give it 4 stars **** out of 5. It was a little long in some stretches, but on a whole, very entertaining.

When I was at the movies, there were no less than 10 or 15 buzzing texts on my phone. Only one was from my son Joe, seeing if I wanted to FaceTime with the girls. Missed it. Oops! When we walked out of he theatre, the flaming sunset was blazing in the sky. Look at these colors! The actual colors! Picture perfect.

When I got home, I was able to FaceTime with Belle, but the baby was already asleep. We had a nice conversation, always ending with “Bye, bye. Love you.” Perfect ending to another perfect day. Feeling blessed.

Happy Sunday, my friends. 🙋

Sunday Sermon, Sunrise, and Some Other Stuff

13 Jan

“Start each day with a smile, a glorious sunrise, and some quiet time to count your blessings.”

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis


It was freezing cold here in Texas yesterday, literally. My Google assistant said, “In McKinney, it is 31 degrees, but with the wind chill, it feels like 19.” This morning, she told me it was 38. Instead of feeling sad and cold, I was excited because I could wear my sock monkey hat to greet at church this morning. (I love the looks I get from young and old alike.)

I took the dog for a walk a little after 7am and was able to catch the sunrise. A misty pastel sky was the perfect backdrop for the lovely lunar sphere .

It was really cold greeting outside the doors at church for half an hour, but the warm hugs and handshakes warmed our spirit.

Today’s Gospel was the story of Jesus going down to the Jordan to be baptized by John, who felt unworthy. But, Jesus said it was right and fitting. After Jesus was baptized by John, the sky opened and a spirit like a dove descended saying…

“This is my beloved Son, with whom I am well pleased.”

My take on it… John the Baptist felt unworthy to baptize Jesus, but he listened to the Lord because it was ordained. We don’t always know what our mission or destiny is here on this earth, and most likely we aren’t going to have a dove descend and talk to us. But, we need to listen to our heart, do what we think is right and live, love, and share this wonderful life to the best of our ability.


After Mass, Mr. Jerry and I stopped for coffee, then I stopped at the store, then home to walk the dog again. The sun was out, so it didn’t seem as cold as the thermometer displayed. The rest of the day was pretty lazy. I need to clean up my after party mess, but just like unpacking from my long trip, I’ve mastered the art of procrastination. Maybe tomorrow? Oh wait, I have some errands in the morning, the dance in the afternoon and McKinney Creative Community potluck at 5:30. Maybe Tuesday? Oops! I have a busy day then too. Fortunately, this is a Leap Year. I’ll squeeze it in sometime. There is an extra day on the calendar, after all.

Happy Sunday, my friends.

Sunday Sermon, A Sunset, and Other Stuff

6 Jan

“It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.”

― Lisa Mantchev


A beautiful sunny Sunday morning. It was so nice to be back at my familiar post greeting with friends before 9 o’clock Mass. So many hugs and handshakes exchanged.

Today’s Gospel was the story of the Magi following the star that would lead them to the Christ child. King Harod was troubled, and secretly spoke to the Magi and asked them to inform him when they found the child, that he may also go and pay homage. The three followed the star and found the child with his mother Mary. They payed homage and offered their gifts. Then, they were warned in a dream not to return to King Harod, so they returned to their homes by a different route.

My take on it… we are called to follow our own star. Sometimes there are distractions, detours or people undermining our journey. Never give up your dreams. “It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.”

After Mass, my friend Mary and I stopped for coffee. There was a lot of catching up to do after a month, and stories to share. Two and a half hours later, we hugged and said adieu until next Sunday.

I stopped at Sprouts for fruit and veggies, oh, and cashews were on sale. I love cashews. A stop for gas on the way home, then a few phone calls, chores, and a nice long walk before the sun disappeared. I do love to catch the glorious sunsets.

I still haven’t done anything with my suitcase contents from Thursday. I seem to just shuffle things from here to there. TODAY! You are my witness. I will unpack before the night is over. (If I don’t get distracted.) I’m watching “Fiddler on the Roof.” Another distraction. Great movie.

Happy Sunday my friends. Make sure to follow your star.

Sunday Sermon, Saying Goodbye, and Some Amazing Maxwell Street Polish Sausage

30 Dec

“Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say goodnight till it be morrow.”

― Shakespeare


I started out my Sunday in the most beautiful way. Lindsay was downstairs early with the baby, before 6:30. I offered to give her a bottle and play with her so mommy could go back up and get some sleep. Sophie and I played, I sang songs and read books, and had breakfast. The rest of the family came down after 8. Everyone was in a great mood.

I was pleased that Joe was going to 9:30 Mass with me again this Sunday. Sometimes it’s hard to get out of the house with two little ones early in the morning. It means a lot to me to be able to attend church with my son, a special bonding time.

Today was the Feast of the Holy Family. The Gospel was again about Joseph, and he was again warned in a dream. He was told to take his family and flee to Egypt. Harod was looking for Jesus and planned to kill him. Joseph obeyed.

I smiled because Father talked about St. Joseph, and how he was a good, loving, and patient father, and how he provided for his family, and he was a good husband, and obedient to God. I thought about my Joseph.

When the magi had departed, behold,

the angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in a dream and said,

“Rise, take the child and his mother, flee to Egypt,

and stay there until I tell you.

St. Norbert’s was beautifully decorated, and we lit a candle after Mass.

I took a few pictures.

The family was going to meet some friends for brunch around 11, and my dear old (she’s not old- we’ve just been friends since the 70’s) friend Debbie was coming over around noon. So, I said my goodbyes to the grand babies and family before they left for their brunch. I’d be gone when they came home. Belle drew me a picture and the girls gave me big hugs.

Debbie arrived and helped me load up all my stuff into her car. I’m not sure how I’m going to get all that stuff in my suitcase? She asked me where I’d like to go for lunch. Well, Portillo’s was on my bucket list of all time favorite Chicago “gotta have” meals

before I go back to Texas.

When we walked toward the entrance, there by the door was a new shiny lucky penny. l thought that was a good sign.

Oh man! Maxwell Street Polish sausage with grilled onions, fries and a coke. To die for, (Probably literally)

After lunch, Debbie was driving me all the way to my sister’s in Elgin. Debbie is such a great friend. She lives in Chicago, drove out to Northbrook, which is a good hour drive, we had lunch. Then, she drove me to Elgin, almost another hour, then over an hour back to Chicago. Only a VERY good friend would volunteer to do that. I have the greatest friends.

So, it was a good Sunday. It was sad to say goodbye to the grandchildren, and family. But, I’ll have a couple of days with my sister, then back home to Texas. The time really did fly by.

Happy Sunday, my friends.

Sunday Sermon, Family, and Hanukkah With Elvis on the Shelvis

23 Dec

“Happy is the son whose faith in his mother remains unchallenged.”

Louisa May Alcott


Everyone got a little more sleep than usual last night. The baby and three year old only woke and cried a couple of times during the night, as opposed to a zillion times like the last few nights. Everyone has been sick, cranky, stuffy and feverish, including Gamma.

The girls were fairly manageable this morning, so my son Joe and I went to 9:30 Mass at St. Norbert’s, while mommy stayed home with the girls. I always feel very special and blessed when I’m able to attend Mass with my son.

Today was especially nice because the Gospel reading was about St. Joseph.

When Joseph learned that Mary was with child before their marriage, an angel appeared to him in a dream and told him not to be afraid to take Mary for his wife because she would bear a son conceived by the Holy Spirit.

All this took place to fulfill what the Lord had said through the prophet:

Behold, the virgin shall conceive and bear a son,

and they shall name him Emmanuel,

which means “God is with us.”

When Joseph awoke,

he did as the angel of the Lord had commanded him

and took his wife into his home.

Well, there might be a lot of controversy about what actually happened or didn’t happen, and questions. So, my take on it is… the story of Joseph having faith in the Lord, and obeying His command showed that his faith was more important than any controversy or possible conflict. He was a good man, a good husband, a good father, and obedient to God. That’s all that matters.

St, Joseph is the Patron Saint of several things including fathers, families, travelers, working people, and of the dying, But, I like to think of him as the role model for all men. I was honored to be at church today with my son Joseph, who is a good son, a good husband, a good father, and a good man.

“Happy is the son whose faith in his mother remains unchallenged.” I certainly hope and pray that my sons will always have faith in their mother.

When we got back, the baby was napping, and all was well… for a while. There’s a lot of hustle bustle chaos in a house with two little ones, especial when they’re sick. I try to help out where I can, but sometimes they just want mommy or daddy.

In the evening, Joe took the baby up for the night and rocked her a while. Then, about twenty minutes later, she woke up crying. I said, “Let Gamma go up this time.” I took her from her crib and rocked her in the chair and sang a few songs. She fell asleep in my arms after a while. But, I sat there another half hour or so longer, just enjoying every Gamma minute. I’ll blink and she’ll be grown and married and a mother herself.

A good Sunday.

Day 13~ Elvis on the Shelvis. Elvis celebrating the first day of Hanukkah and having a “Blue Christmas.”

Happy Sunday, my friends.

Sunday Sermon and Elvis Still on the Shelvis

16 Dec

“The familiar rituals of faith are what calms the soul.”

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis


The alarm didn’t sound. I woke up before 7am to get ready for 8 o’clock Mass at St. Thomas More. It was a little bitter-sweet. This was Mom’s old parish in Elgin. It made me feel a little closer to her, somehow. It’s been almost two years since she went to heaven. A few tears slipped down my face. But, it was good.

Father was funny this morning. When he went up to the pulpit to begin Mass, he said solemnly addressing the congregation. ” I have to notify you all of a very serious situation that you may not be aware of.” Everyone was silent as he paused for a goodly length of time. Then he said, “You may not be aware… but… I am a die-hard Packer fan.” Everyone laughed, then started to “boo” the smiling priest. This is Bear country and the Packers we’re playing the Bears today, always a huge rivalry. (PS. The Packers did win later, 21-13. I guess Father had some insider info from upstairs.)

Today’s sermon was the story of John the Baptist in prison, asking his disciples to ask Jesus if he was “the one to come.” Jesus confirmed this and proclaimed John the greatest man that came before him.

Behold, I am sending my messenger ahead of you;

he will prepare your way before you.

My take on it… well, I’m not sure. Maybe that John the Baptist prepared the way and prepared the people for Jesus. He wasn’t sure, but he had faith and believed the Lord was coming. I guess we have to have blind faith sometimes too.

Also, it was a good Mass, with all the familiar songs and prayers. And, father was pretty funny. At the end of the service, when all were blessed and getting ready to leave, the Deacon said, “Go Bears!” Father said with a grin, “You know we have other Deacons that can take your place,”

I took a selfie with Father after Mass. I also stayed afterwards to take a few photos of the lovely church, and talk to a couple of Mom’s old friends. It was nice.

After church, I drove back to my sister’s and got packed up for my return visit with the grandchildren. She drove me Northbrook and we visited a while. I’ll be here till after Christmas. Thanks Jo.

Now, for ….

Day 6 of Elvis on the Shelvis.

Happy Sunday, my friends.