This is my friend's cat.
She figured out the only place that was not safe for her.
How do cat's do that?
Pretty cute and all
but we soon shooed her inside so that she
did not get too comfortable and
jump from three floors up.
Of course not before I got pictures ;)
Picture of Cleo so she won't feel left out.
Well I would like to know why it keeps storming
in the evening hours when I want to go out and
take a walk.
Worked from home today.
I am glad for the work,
really and truely
but well, I wish I could work there.
I don't always like being home
by my lonesome.
But I know what I need,
other than dinner and that walk,
I need to tell God all of the things I am thankful for.
The sure cure for a small case of
at home too much and a little bummed.
This Akathist is wonderful for it:
It is also called the
Akathist of Thanksgiving.
Fr. Stephen has posted a translation of it here
and, well, just writing about the very title of it
has cheered me up already!
is the Feast of St. Peter and Paul
and this means:
I can have MEAT and ICE CREAM again.
I have a beef roast in my freezer -
anyone have suggestions for a summer dish for this?
Maybe some sort of roast beef sandwhich?
Any and all comments welcome :)
Of course that it is the feast tomorrow
also means morning Liturgy.
Yay and double Yay.
So lots to be thankful for.