Monday, September 15, 2008

Today is starting out great. The rain has stopped - for now anyway. I got a batch of laundry soap made. I probably should have made it yesterday since today is laundry day and it needs a day to gel. I have enough to get me through 2 loads, anyway.

I am loving the Google calendar. I have discovered all kinds of neat things about it. (Thanks, Kristi).

I am headed for the treadmill because I think the deadend will be fairly mushy after the rains.
It will be 22 years tomorrow since the big flood we had in Michigan. That was a rough year for us financially because all of our dry beans were in the field when the rains came. It was amazing, though. We drove up to Alma and people were paddling canoes down Superior Avenue. We blame Melisa for the flood. She didn't want to eat the school lunch and had told us the night before that she was not eating that lunch - she would starve to death. LOL!

Enough, I am heading for the treadmill. Updates later.
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My stats for today:
Type: Walk/Jog
Route: Deadend/back
Time: 27 minutes
Average heart rate: 119
Maximum heart rate: 135
Calories burned: 150
Same as last Monday

I ended up going outside this morning after all. It was a wonderful walk, a perfect crisp fall day. The rain cleared the slate on the path and hundreds of hoof prints decorated the trail. Geese were flying overhead - a little higher than of late meaning winter is looming on the horizon. The ground wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be. There were a few puddles and mushy spots, but all-in-all it was great to be out.

Tonight I have to go to Mt. Pleasant to drop off stuff to Good Will, and then to get supplies for our fall craft shows. Oh, and of course to get more of Harold's cupcakes for his lunch - Mrs. Freshley's Chocolate Creme cupcakes and Honey Nut Cheerios - his nod to healthy eating.

Oh, and by the way, do you love Biggest Loser? You can watch full episodes here:
http://fancast.com

Word of the day:
Memorial of Our Lady of Sorrows
Gospel
Jn 19:25-27
Standing by the cross of Jesus were his mother
and his mother’s sister, Mary the wife of Clopas,
and Mary Magdalene.
When Jesus saw his mother and the disciple there whom he loved
he said to his mother, “Woman, behold, your son.”
Then he said to the disciple,
“Behold, your mother.”
And from that hour the disciple took her into his home.

Thoughts from the cornfield:
Non-Catholics often wonder about the devotion that Roman Catholics have for the Blessed Mother. This passage provides a glimpse into the source of that devotion. In giving Mary over to the care of the beloved disciple (who, by the way could not have been Mary Magdalen - she was no one's son) he was giving her to us. She is not divine - we do not worship her. We honor her, as Jesus honored her, and we ask her to pray for us as we ask others to pray for us. Mary, the mother of Jesus, was the epitome of discipleship. In saying yes to Jesus as her son, Mary was also saying yes to his mission . . . to his going forth from her . . . to his dying on the cross.
Yesterday's video was hard to watch in and of itself. Watch it again and imagine that this is your son. An alternate reading for today is the Presentation of the Child Jesus in the temple. A sword indeed pierced Mary's heart. We worship God. We honor Mary - because Jesus honored her.





God bless our troops!