This week-end is looking like it could be the most chaotic of the year. Saturday we've got the youth day at Beverley. This finishes at 4pm rush back for the 5 O'clock mass. Sunday i really want to go to the afternoon recollection thingy given by Opus Dei,but then the there is the youth Mass down at St Charles on Sunday eve. I'll need to pick some bits up for the kids get together before the youth Mass, and on top of this I need to make time to see my husband who I've not seen for two weeks.
(He's only home for the week-end). AAAAARRRRHHH
Jess is having two friends staying over tomorrow night (ready for the youth day), the house is a tip, I've got a pile of ironing the size of mount Everest and I've gone and confided something in someone I shouldn't.
On top of this some person is behaving in a unreasonable manner towards me, and to be honest I'm not sure what "this persons" problem is. What can I do, but gaze on the crucifix and realise my cross isn't so big after all
Thursday, 22 March 2007
Babies Babies
LITTLE MISS PREECE
Since I last blogged two friends have had Babies, Angela had a little boy about two and a half weeks ago and his name is -- something Luca, can't remember what the first bit is. Ella gave birth to a little girl a week last Monday, she is still without a name, but looks like a little doll.
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Saturday, 3 March 2007
At The Car Wash
Jessica reached thirteen, and I'm pleased to report there was no horrible overnight transformation.
We've had a busy day today, some of the kids from church held a car wash to raise money to go to Lourdes. All in all it was quite successful apart from the petty bickering (I'm sorry to say this was as much parents as it was children).
Children live what they learn, so how are we to instill in them the Christian values of love of neighbour, and to give without expecting anything in return, if they are not set this example by their parents?
Maybe I am too judgmental, I don't mean to be. In fact I probably made matters worse. After about ten minutes of coming out from confession I feel that I probably went and undid all the good that I had just received. My passions against injustice always seem to get the better of me, and again I fall.
On a lighter note, I got absolutely drenched by one of the kids, who seemed to have mistaken me for a car, everywhere I went after that I left a puddle behind, but it's all part and parcel washing cars.
We've had a busy day today, some of the kids from church held a car wash to raise money to go to Lourdes. All in all it was quite successful apart from the petty bickering (I'm sorry to say this was as much parents as it was children).
Children live what they learn, so how are we to instill in them the Christian values of love of neighbour, and to give without expecting anything in return, if they are not set this example by their parents?
Maybe I am too judgmental, I don't mean to be. In fact I probably made matters worse. After about ten minutes of coming out from confession I feel that I probably went and undid all the good that I had just received. My passions against injustice always seem to get the better of me, and again I fall.
On a lighter note, I got absolutely drenched by one of the kids, who seemed to have mistaken me for a car, everywhere I went after that I left a puddle behind, but it's all part and parcel washing cars.
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