I don't have any idea to write about today, so I'm just putting fingers to keys and moving along to see what happens.
I'm embarrassed to talk about what I watch on tv or what I read on my catholic blogs all the time, but most of the time it's the most interesting thing that I do. I want to be able to say that my prayer and meditation period is the most interesting, but that's not true. I get some insights during that period, but that's about all. I have started writing 1/2 page in a prayer journal page every morning. I think it's going to be helpful to me, but I doubt that there will be anything to report on or rehash in my blog.
Now that I'm thinking about it, I don't have to worry about being boring in my blog. The only person who reads it is my sister, Moira, and she already knows that I'm boring! So I can just be myself and write about the first thing, if any, that comes to mind.
Just read my niece-in-law's journal about the twins. She is such a neat person. And my nephew is turning out to be a great dad, too. I really enjoy her blog. She is an exceptionally good writer, so it's always a pleasure to read. And I love hearing about their lives. It makes me feel closer to them.
My fast from fiction days have turned me into a Flying Wild Alaska fanatic. I feel like one of those weirdos that decides they know people because they've read their book, or watched their tv series, but I feel like watching their tv series has made me know these people! I laugh at the funny things they say and do, I sit with bated breath when they are in danger, I feel compassion for the ones who are suffering. Go figure, I turned into one of those people living in their mommy's basement and learning to speak Klingon.
I've also started watching Big Cat Diary and Meerkat Manor: the Next Generation. I'm always really rooting for these animals' survival, and when Rocketdog can't find a burrow to give birth to her pups, I'm actually praying to God to help her find one. (This season was taped in 2008, so Rocketdog's pups probably have burrows of their own now! Just pitiful, I know....). God helped her, and she will birth her pups in a safe place.
Well, enough of my interminable ramblings about people and places I don't know. I wish I knew what kind of impact the Fortnight for Freedom had on the current administration's attempts to disembowel the civil rights of the Church and devout Christians who own businesses. God, please protect us and our civil rights.
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