Thursday, December 28, 2006
Went to the Carnegie Museum today and saw the Tiffany art gallery and the local modern art. The Tiffany stuff was great! : ) Then we went to the Conservatory...lots of BEAUtiful Christmas trees. So nice....pictures to come...
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Soon to come...postings of pictures from the school's Christmas performances. So cute...
Monday, December 18, 2006
I love pictures of these two together. It's holiness touching holiness here on earth. : ) As part of my weekend away, we watched the movie Mother Theresa, which I highly recommend. It's realistic, comical, and most of all, it will make you want to move to India and be a missionary at this exact moment. I give it much higher reviews than the Therese movie. Trust me on this one. : ) At least give it a try....P.S. my favorite part is from 1:55-2:11...which I think is repeated throughout...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BTfrqAqShfQ&eurl=
Thursday, December 14, 2006
Today I downloaded one of the best (and most addicting) computer games ever, Snood. Check it out at http://www.womgames.com/index.php. I can't believe some people have never heard of this! It definitely got me through those summer high school and college jobs....
Oh! Fun kid game I played with the 3's class today. Line up sets of chairs behind one another to look be the "bus", "train", etc. (man was it funny to watch them carry their chairs!). Have index cards with holiday stickers on them (2 cards with each sticker). You need an even number of players... Place a card next to each seat, say "go", and then have everyone find the person with the card that matches theirs and sit next to them. If you play with older ones, eliminate the last kids to sit down. With younger kids, everyone "wins". Repeat.
Monday, December 11, 2006
Sunday, December 10, 2006

Tomorrow is my last session of religious education for almost a month. I have pretty mixed feelings about this. While I love to the lull in the busyness of all the people that I get to serve because it gives me time to catch up on administrative tasks, I get pretty sick of sitting in an office by myself pretty quickly. : ( I'm one of those people that needs that balance between the two. Speaking of...it's 8:42am and people are going to start drifting this a' way..... gotta go!
Monday, December 04, 2006
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
No more TV until Thursday when we get to see what unfolds on Grey's after the intense confession of Dr.Burke and Christina.... My bet is that Derek Shepherd gets Chief of Surgery. Or will they throw us through a loop and give it to Addison Montgomery? Oh...now that would be intense.
Monday, November 27, 2006
For reals this time. Thanks to a long weekend and Thanksgiving break I've finally had time to stick to that New Year's resolution of keeping in touch with everyone. (sorry... : ( ...I've not been so good at that) After many conversations about how my blog is missed by those in my family who are internet savvy individuals and the situational detachment from my friends, I've decided I need to get back on here.
Today wasn't too exciting. It's the first day back after Thanksgiving....how many days until Christmas break? : ) Speaking of Christmas, the presence of Christmas lights and music are sending me into a flurry of joy. No joke. I think my co-workers think something is wrong with me. I already got a comment on my funny smirk today, and we're still in November!
This isn't really my story, but it has to do with one of the kiddos at our school, so I'm stealing it from Colleen. It'll probably make "story of the week" for me. Second-grader A was reading the creation story from the Bible during religion class. (yeah, when it starts out that way you know it's gonna be good!) Second-grader B needs some explanation. He's a pretty imaginative little fellow who is sometimes out of place because he does quirky things. Well, this second-grader B decided that he was going to "act out" the creation story as it was being read. Imagine a classroom full of children listening attentively, while one child reads, and another (who is supposed to be attentively listening like everyone else) begins to wave his arms in the air as the sky is created, move his hands around his mouth as God speaks, and make wave motions with his arms as the water gushes upon the earth. *sigh* If only I had been there.... (but we decided it's better I wasn't because uncontrollable laughter would have occurred)
Here's another cheesy, yet sort of heart-warming kid story. (compliments of the Christ the King homily yesterday) A little boy is at the doctor and he is throwing an absolute fit about having his examination. He doesn't like all the instruments that the doctor has with him and he will not allow the doctor to even touch him. The doctor tells him "I see Elmo coming out of your ear!". At this point the boy lets the doctor to use his instrument to look into his ear. His next comment is "Oh my goodness, did you know that Oscar the Grouch is living in your nose?", so the little boy allows him to examine his nose. "Cookie Monster! Did you see Cookie Monster in your mouth?" and the doctor can then put that odd-looking popsicle stick in the young boy's mouth. The doctor then says to the boy, "You know what? I think that Barney has snuck into your heart!" To which the young child responds "No way! Jesus is in my heart. Barney is on my underwear!"
Friday, August 18, 2006
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
1. Papercuts from cardboard boxes hurt. Pay a lot of attention when moving heavy boxes of books.
2. I am stubborn. I do not like to make two trips, let alone three trips. Therefore, when moving the entire year's Religious Education book order from the lobby to upstairs I decided to do it in two trips with the utility cart. I realized this was probably not so smart when it took to "heave-ho's" to get the second load out of the elevator.
3. Don't settle for better over the best. What a conundrum! There may be something or someone present who is inherently good for you. However, this doesn't mean that this is the best for you.... I can't elaborate more right now or I might go into hives....
4. It can hail in Colorado in July. (this was odd to me because it usually hails in Pennsylvania in the winter) We're not just talking little bits, but "the size of grapes" as Breanne explained.
5. Always have a mattress pad cover- you never know what might happen. Last night Carmel got ticked that he wasn't "in on the party" (as in with the guests) and you can use your imagination from there. Yuck. I was not a happy mama. Sleeping on the couch for a night isn't all that bad...
6. It would be really cool if God would reveal the time of significant events in our life to us. Like "Hey, just in case you were wondering, on May 20, 2007, you're going to meet your future spouse" and..."FYI- that whole death thing, don't fret it! Do whatever you want because you're gonna go until your 98!" Although, at the same time there would be a lack of surprise in that too...but you've gotta admit it would be sort of cool.
7. Cinnamon and sugar tortilla crisps are yummy! : )
Ok...that's enough. I think seven is an awesome number so I'll stop at that. I think the rest of my realizations yesterday don't need to be public knowledge. You'll just have to ask. : )
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Please keep them in your prayers!
Sarah, Danielle, Aaron, Jenny, Katie, me, and Alison

It was so hot in Phoenix, I was about ready to jump into that fountain! (no joke!)
Wedding #2: The DeKler/DiNuzzo Wedding, July 3rd here in Colorado Springs
Catherine and Dave
Happily Married!!!!
Haley, myself, Breanne, Mary Francine, Chris, Sarah and RosieWednesday, June 14, 2006
Basically, we slept on a church floor all week (leaders included), ate meals there, split into groups of 10-12 during the day for service work, attended daily Mass, and embarked on a "fun" adventure each evening. My group of 10 ranged from age 12-17 and we found ourselves at a shelter for homeless teens, the Soup Kitchen passing out socks & toiletries, doing yardwork for an elderly woman, making meals for a half-way house, doing church chores, and doing upkeep on a labryinth for a local group of Religious Sisters. PHEW! It was a fun week filled with many lessons for all. (and a large excuse for my lack of blogging ; ) )
We did have a break in the evening for Wal-mart shopping (where the kids bought all the food for the week- with lists of course!) **on a side-note, I don't think I ever want to go with that many teenagers to Wal-mart ever again!**, to Joyrides (my 1st time Go-cart racing), and the Wave pool (you won't believe it, but I had no energy to get in!), and Narnia movie night with yummy popcorn and ice cream : ). No pictures yet, because I refuse to put a digital cameras on a worksite around kids! You'll have to wait for the real film to be finished and developed...
While it was fun to be a kid again, I was glad to return to the world of adults and finish unpacking my apartment. It's slowly being decorated and getting put together...bit by bit. Carmel is now home from prison, pretty well behaved and without any tatoos or piercings (for those of you who were concerned). We both got a little banged up on Sunday at my Softball Game...Carmel didn't see the ball coming and I didn't react quick enough...I got a line drive right into my thigh....it's becoming quite a pretty bruise.
Now I'm off for a long weekend in Phoenix for the wedding of my friend Jenny. Yay for vacation!
I'm sure there will be pictures posted soon from that trip. I'm excited for a fun girl's weekend. : )
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Thursday, May 18, 2006
Meanwhile, I had just gotten off the phone with my mom. She had told me the following story that has really stuck with me.
Mother Theresa was on an airplane, speaking to the man next to her who was telling her how he was not good at raising money for the organization he worked for. "Why not?", she asked. He didn't really have an answer.
As the stewardess came around with the meals, Mother asked if she could have the $1 she had paid with her ticket for her meal in place of getting the meal. The stewardess checked with the pilot and he said the airline would be fine with that. Who on earth would dig into their meal as they watched a poor old nun give up her meal? All the passengers on the flight gave up their meals for $1 a piece and gave the money to Mother Theresa. The total was $125. She looked at the man next to her and said, "You can't be afraid to ask".
As the flight was nearing it's end she told the same man next to her to ask the stewardess if they could borrow a truck. She looked at him oddly, and returned a few minutes later to tell him that a truck would be waiting for them upon landing. Mother Theresa then piped up and asked the stewardess what would happen to the uneaten meals. She did not know, so Mother asked if she might have them. Again, the stewardess asked and the response was "Yes", for they would go to waste.
When the flight landed Mother Theresa had the gentlemen put 125 airline dinners in the back of the truck and hold on for dear life in the passenger's seat. (apparently she was not a very good driver!) She drove them from the Mexican airport to a remote, impoverished town, where she hopped out, opened the back of the truck, and began distributing the meals. The man knew that this was the last place he would have found himself had he not encountered her.
I can only imagine! No matter how small the offering we bring, whatever it is suffices. It may be as small as a child's or as intuitive as Mother Theresa's. What you have is good enough and never be afraid to ask!
Monday, May 15, 2006
Grey's Anatomy Well, I know I sort of throw around the word "obsessed" on this blog thus far, but this time I really mean it. In general, I have lost interest in TV except for this fantabulous show: Grey's Anatomy.It's definitely on the level of obsession, infatuation, fascination, craze- whatever word you want to use to describe it, it's gotten there over the last few months. (let's be honest...it's on my blog for goodnes sakes'!) Every Sunday night I curl up on the couch and immerse myself in the world of surgical interns. If you know me well this is quite ironic considering I faint when I am bleeding and am easily grossed out by pretty much anything beyond the basic bumps and bruises. Somehow the way injury, surgery, and medical problems are integrated into these people's TV lives makes me get over it! I get rather into it...gasping "NO" from my seat, rushing in from the kitchen from commercial breaks when they're over, and now hooking up a TV with bunny ears in my office so that as soon as my meeting this evening is over I can watch the end of the 2-part season finale. Yes folks, I called my officemate as soon as it was over last night and I realized this massive conflict and my emotions were torn...and we decided she would bring the bunny ears and I the blank video tape so that we would not miss what is sure to be the best season finale of them all! Check it out tonight on ABC from 8-10pm. : )


The ongoing debate in everyone's mind...what do you go for? The "boy next door" look of surgical intern George (left)? The more handsome look of Dr. Derek Shepherd (right)? Or...the rugged look of patient Denny Duquette (no pic...you'll have to watch the show for that!)?
Carmel is at Puppy Prison (the Canine Companions training program...which I prefer to call Puppy Prison), so I am enjoying sleeping in a few extra minutes even though I miss my pooch!
I've got a fun week ahead with a potluck, Bible study, brunch, smooshed with laundry and packing up my stuff in between.
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Yes everyone, I am admitting it- I am addicted to garage sales! Around the corner someone else's junk is waiting to become your treasure! Just think of the endless possibilities...everything from furniture to kitchen appliances to decor to kid's games! And alas, I live in the city of heavenly garage sales- Denver, CO. The Denver Post is no normal paper when it comes to advertising your slightly used goods. Not only can you advertise your sale, but they also place each sale on a map by region and give it a number. The number can then be referenced on the opposite page to find out the street address, and the street address leads you to the correct advertisement. It's a whirlwind of shopping possibilities! You can shop by listed goods, geographic area, OR if you know the city and surrounding areas well- street address!
No matter where you are- this Friday, Saturday, or Sunday hop in your car for a leisurely drive and enjoy the warm spring weather....and don't hesitate to stop when those neon garage sale signs catch your eye! ; ) You never know what you will find...
Friday, April 28, 2006
The first thing that we found is that some furniture stores close at 5:30pm. (double thumbs down)
We then set off to Furniture Row, every shoppers dream. A row of stores that sell everything from kid's waterbeds to leather sofas, and they are all connected to each other, so you don't even have to go outside! There, I asked the salesperson the price of a clearance table. Instead of telling me the price, he took us to the display table and told us everything about that table (I really wasn't going to pay attention until I knew the price), and then told us the absurd price of the damaged table. However, he did display the wood quality for us, by standing on the table's edge. To which we didn't really know what to say, so upon leaving Haley said, "Thanks for standing on the table for us." (family, I was having flashbacks of Michael Terrell cracking the drawer...)
At this same location, we were looking for a dresser. Upon entering the bedroom store, a small child, around the age of 5, who spoke very little English began talking to us saying "Mama, Papa". We were being nice as he sat in the kiddie play area and just said "Hello"....but then...disaster hit...he began following us to all the different stores. Note: We did not know this child. No parent was is sight, or paying any attention to what was going on. This resulted in Haley and I dashing in between children's furniture to "lose" him, so that we could leave without him following us. (after, of course, we were in an area where he was near his parents and they saw him)
Next, we went to American Furniture Warehouse. A great place for everything except tables and chairs. Those are expensive there. So, Haley purchased a side table for her room, which was perfectly reasonable for us to carry around, and out to the car. Well...then she found a dresser. The kind salesperson brought it up for us on a cart and then informed us that she could not help us take it to the car. It didn't look that large and it only had a few drawers. We were determined we would be fine anyway.
Once we realized it was not going to fit in the trunk, I knew we were in for an adventure. Now, this would be a good place to mention that I forgot a change of clothes, and am therefore wearing thin high-heeled leather boots. (really wasn't thinking that morning) I mention to Haley that the cart that this box is on is going to go flying once we take the boxed dresser off it, see as we are on an incline. So, we turn the cart sideways. Lo and behold, in spite of the modified position, the cart begins flying down the parking lot. Not just rolling folks, I mean flying. She looks at me in slight panic, both of us laughing hysterically. Haley then comments "I have tennis shoes" and leaves me there balancing the box. (that is much heavier than we expected by the way)
Upon her return we tried to put the box into the backseat of Haley's Pontiac Grand Am. Well...it was just a little to long. So, we tried to wedge it in. Still didn't work. I decided we needed some leverage to raise it and rest it on ledge below the window, so I maneuvered myself into the backseat underneath the box on my back. It still would not fit. Finally, we put the front passengers seat down (all the way to the back) and somehow got the box on top of that. Luckily, getting it out of the car was much easier. I think next time we will bring a man with us.... Hence, our adventure of the week.
PS I haven't posted on my blog in a month because...well...because it was "spring break" from Religious Education here for a month...and at first I didn't quite know what to do with myself with that much free time, and then all of a sudden there was too much to do!!! (you know how it goes)
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
As I got to thinking this morning the calves ended up being quite a reflection. When they are just born their fur is all matted and they have those wobbly, skinny legs, but let's be honest- they're still cute. Little forms of full grown creatures are just that way. They have done nothing to merit it, but they are. Hm...well isn't that just like us?
I recently watched an episode of Law and Order: Criminal Intent. Law and Order is one of my fav.'s because of the twist and turns that usually don't end up being horribly scandalous. In short, the mother of a child born with spina bifada was suing her doctor for not doing further tests that would have warned her of the child's condition prior to her birth. It was quite saddening...at this point the child was in her 20's and because of this lawsuit was questioning the love of her parent. However, her brother did everything in his power to make sure that she knew she was loved, amazing, and a special person. Each one of us has a unique beauty within us, no matter what physical, emotional or spiritual struggles we may have. How often we forget that!
Just like those baby calves, we slowly grow... It's a rather funny thing to watch a calf stand up for the first time. (or even get up at all when it's little) What a challenge! But, momma just stands nearby, probably agonizing over the fact that her little one could (and most likely will) fall at least once. Sometimes I look back on the past and regret the mistakes I've made....the times that I've "fallen". It is during those times that I forget that God uses my weakness as a part of his plan. Even when I do something wrong, or make a mistake, he uses that.
Someone told me an analogy once about the end of our lives. They said that when we get to Heaven, it will be like we are looking down on a woven blanket. The design will be beautiful, and it all will make sense. However, while we are here on earth, we will only see colors, parts of the pattern, and light shining through the strands of yarn as we look up toward the blanket, trying to catch a glimpse of the picture. For we are looking at the bottom of the woven blanket...the wrong side to see it's beauty.
I guess until that glorious day when we meet our maker we must settle for our wobbly legs....
In Rocky Mountain National Park...I love the mountains! Although sometimes the twists and turns of driving through them get to me (that's why I like to drive) I can't get enough of 'em!
Some sheep at the zoo...we watched them for awhile. These were drinking and there was a baby that was meandering off by himself and was quite amusing- he was a little wobbly on his legs.
Elephants- the one on the right was resting his trunk on that stool all day.

The baby cub...isn't he cute?
I'm a big fan of the gorillas. This one is the grandpa of the crew. They had two little guys, but neither one would come close enough for a picture. : (Monday, March 13, 2006
Oh spring, wherefore art thou spring! How I long for thee! ; )
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
Why a Blog? Why Now?
After much encouragement from these handy websites of my friends and their comments about them I've decided that I need to have one of my own. For one, now that I've moved across the country it's a great way to keep in touch with everyone about the daily happenings of my life. Secondly, it's a great way to keep conversation going about the random insights myself or others encounter in our journey toward our Heavenly home. Finally, I've discovered that I really like to write...a lot. I suppose this is an excuse. : )
Welcome to Life...this is the title of a song by the artist Matt Maher. (one of my favs by the way) This is one of those tunes that I found myself jamming along to in the car one day (don't laugh-I know you've all done it!) when I began to be puzzled by the words I was singing. They are simple lyrics, yet there is a profound depth behind their truth. I chose this for the title of my blog because since graduating from college almost two years ago I really feel life has definitely been thrown at me full speed. Before even walking across the stage to receive my diploma I knew that there were challenges, joys and sorrows beyond my imagination awaiting me past the doors of Finnegan Fieldhouse. However, I don't think I quite had in mind what was waiting for me outside of the rolling hills of Steubenville....
Some of you reading this may have known me prior to the beginning of this "real world" journey, others may have been with me walking through those doors (or watching from nearby) and still more I have met since that day. Regardless of the point at which you joined me on this beautiful, yet mysterious journey of life, welcome! Until next time....













