March 29, 2010 § 3 Comments
I need to finish preparing for class, but before I do…a funny story.
(Photo of Russian Blue kittens from Pictures of Cats)
I had a highly amusing conversation with my little cousins Francis and Nicole on Sunday. It is important to note that until this conversation took place, I had no idea that Francis had taken note of my existence:
Francis (looking very thoughtful): “Genna?”
Me (stunned): “Yes, Francis?”
F: “If you are a hundred years old and still not married, what do you do?!”
Me: “Well, Francis, if I were that old and still not married, I would get a whole bunch of cats and give them French names.”
F (after thinking for another minute): “If your cats have kittens, may I have them?”
Me: “Sure, but only if you give the kittens German names.”
Later, Francis was much more aware of my presence in the house than usual and actually spoke to me more than once. I guess he thought it was wiser to make friends than enemies with the person who is going to give you kittens someday. :::wink:::
March 26, 2010 § Leave a comment
What is making me smile today? :)
Many, many more beautiful photographs of old chapels can be seen here on Richard Davies’ website.
Late-night phone calls from friends “just checking in because I was quieter than usual”.
Family PAR-TAY for Grandma’s 80th birthday this weekend!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Learning how to drape my “new” vintage sari is fun.
I’ve decided to take a summer class in Hindi – so excited. Wanted to for years and am finally doing it.
Gathering new beauty tips from cupcakes and cashmere. I don’t wear makeup so I am always playing with new moisturizing creams and exfoliators.
New connections leading to new schemes that will be explained in the future.
Pretty gold dress from the Bollywood scene.
Mass later today.
March 25, 2010 § Leave a comment
One of my absolute favorite feast days of the year!
Then again the archangel addressed her with the announcement of a joy: ‘Fear not, Mary, for you have found favour with God’ (Luke 1:30). These words not only give you understanding that there is nothing to fear, but shows you the very key to the absence of all cause for fear. – A Carthusian
March 20, 2010 § Leave a comment
Hello all! I arrived home from the APS conference in Portland this morning at the jaunty (if hours could be jaunty) hour of 2AM. I apologize for my horrid lack of posts for the past couple weeks. With my debut conference presentation behind me, I can look forward to regularly updating my blogs once again. :)
March 12, 2010 § Leave a comment
What is making me smile today?
A romantic light rain outside makes me feel cozy inside.
Went to see Henry V at the Shakespeare Theatre last night. It blew me away! You can watch some scenes from the play here, here and here. The same actor is playing Henry V and Richard II for the Leadership Repertory on alternating weeks. Definitely a treat not to be missed.
A great deal of work to do yet on my APS presentation for next week, but it is shaping up quite nicely.
Spent some more time with the girls on Tuesday night. Praise God.
The seagull with the heart t-shirt at Max Wanger is so cute!
Work has been busy. This makes me happy.
Will be baking again during my free time this weekend. This looks intriguing…and I need to make some ore puff pastry dough to freeze.
The family has some a Bollywood movie to watch this weekend.
I <3 Langolier’s new necklace collection.
Seriously pondering taking a Hindi language class starting in April. Why not?
Marc Jacob’s Fall 2010 RTW collection is BY FAR my favorite.
Planning (in my dreams) a trip to India with my sister.
What is making you smile today?
March 11, 2010 § 2 Comments
From G.K. Chesterton’s Orthodoxy…
It is supposed that if a thing goes on repeating itself it is probably dead; a piece of clockwork. People feel that if the universe was personal it would vary; if the sun were alive it would dance. This is a fallacy even in relation to known fact. For the variation in human affairs is generally brought into them, not by life, but by death; by the dying down or breaking off of their strength or desire. A man varies his movements because of some slight element of failure or fatigue. He gets into an omnibus because he is tired of walking; or he walks because he is tired of sitting still. But if his life and joy were so gigantic that he never tired of going to Islington, he might go to Islington as regularly as the Thames goes to Sheerness. The very speed and ecstasy of his life would have the stillness of death. The sun rises every morning. I do not rise every morning; but the variation is due not to my activity, but to my inaction. Now, to put the matter in a popular phrase, it might be true that the sun rises regularly because he never gets tired of rising. His routine might be due, not to a lifelessness, but to a rush of life. The thing I mean can be seen, for instance, in children, when they find some game or joke that they specially enjoy. A child kicks his legs rhythmically through excess, not absence, of life. Because children have abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free, therefore they want things repeated and unchanged. They always say, “Do it again”; and the grown-up person does it again until he is nearly dead. For grown-up people are not strong enough to exult in monotony. But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. It is possible that God says every morning, “Do it again” to the sun; and every evening, “Do it again” to the moon. It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike; it may be that God makes every daisy separately, but has never got tired of making them. It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we. The repetition in Nature may not be a mere recurrence; it may be a theatrical ENCORE. Heaven may ENCORE the bird who laid an egg. If the human being conceives and brings forth a human child instead of bringing forth a fish, or a bat, or a griffin, the reason may not be that we are fixed in an animal fate without life or purpose. It may be that our little tragedy has touched the gods, that they admire it from their starry galleries, and that at the end of every human drama man is called again and again before the curtain. Repetition may go on for millions of years, by mere choice, and at any instant it may stop. Man may stand on the earth generation after generation, and yet each birth be his positively last appearance.
This was my first conviction; made by the shock of my childish emotions meeting the modern creed in mid-career. I had always vaguely felt facts to be miracles in the sense that they are wonderful: now I began to think them miracles in the stricter sense that they were WILFUL. I mean that they were, or might be, repeated exercises of some will. In short, I had always believed that the world involved magic: now I thought that perhaps it involved a magician. And this pointed a profound emotion always present and sub-conscious; that this world of ours has some purpose; and if there is a purpose, there is a person. I had always felt life first as a story: and if there is a story there is a story-teller.
Such a beautiful witness to the wonder of God.
March 9, 2010 § Leave a comment
My family and I went to a little Hindi cinema to take in the new SRK film, “My Name is Khan”, on Sunday afternoon. SRK delivered a sensitive portrait of a Muslim man who also happens to be autistic, and how he must battle the prejudice that threatens to tear his family – his life – to shreds.
As with any Bollywood film, there are many unbelievable scenes, all the conflict seems to come at once, and it is very, very lengthy. But the quality of the acting makes it well worth the time.