I tried to go to the park with the kids just now. I don’t know what I expected. Well, I do know: I expected frolicking. Squeals of joy as the kids dashed to the swings. And…more frolicking. Instead, I immediately withered as if I’d suddenly found myself on a surface of Venus. The kids planted themselves at the park’s edge like screaming statues, begging for me to get them out of this heat (102-degree high today). Then a terrible stench wafted our way, which I soon discovered was a large, dead snake in the trash can next to us. The kids tried to get back in the wagon in which I’d brought them, but, after five minutes in the sun, the surface was like a stove top. They immediately poured out of it, shrieking, onto the sizzling concrete, which was even hotter. More shrieks of misery.
Why is going to the park never the carefree fun that I imagine it’s going to be?
For those of you who aren’t familiar with Fr. Corapi, I found this condensed (10 min.) video of his amazing conversion story:
Basically, he was a millionaire Hollywood bigshot who owned a Ferrari and was heavily involved in cocaine. He lost it all and ended up homeless. After a profound conversion experience (which he credits to his mother’s ceaseless prayers), he repented of his sins and became a priest. Really interesting guy.
This cracks me up. It’s a program that scans your emails and tells you if your tone comes across as harsh. I’ve been laughing all week imagining if my husband had this: I pictured him writing up an email in some heated case, hitting Tone Check, and his computer just exploding. I was going to make a joke about them needing a version for bloggers, but I think that allowing anonymous comments accomplishes the same thing. Just as Tone Check tells you if you sound “angry, ” Anonymous Comments can tell you that, plus alerting you if you sound “stupid, ” “boring, ” or “IGNORANT AND SELF RIGHTEOUS” — and it’s free.
Anyway, maybe it’s because I know some people who can be rather, ah, blunt in their correspondence, but for some reason I find the concept of Tone Check to be endlessly amusing.
This is so neat: an astronomer friend of ours (the one my dad eulogized here) custom-built his house so that the sun would shine through a specific stained-glass window on the Summer Solstice and illuminate a statue in an alcove.
But not as neat as this (according to my children, anyway):
Yes, that would be an indoor swing. We got it at Ikea more than a year ago, but my husband just installed it last weekend. The kids think they’re in heaven.
Our Sunday Visitor just put out an excellent guide to the Catholic online world. It includes readers’ favorite websites, as well as a great list of apps for fancy phones. Definitely worth a look!
I look forward to reading your posts!