pickIs it still Monday?
I lose track of days since they mostly mean little to me. I get up. I try to finish ARCs. I try not to eat. I try to drink Pedialyte & eat disgusting green/sweet baby food pouches to eat more greens. Take numerous medications on schedule. That‘s my life.
I use to hoard rosaries. Or *collect* rosaries. I‘ve no idea where they‘ve gone. I would assume I brought them from Iowa, somewhere. Once you stop praying with them, ? ⏬
“I've been keeping informal track of ‘homie-propisms‘ at all the detention facilities where I celebrate the Eucharist. These are the moments when the homies get up to read and they'll come to an unfamiliar word and will supplant it with one they know rather than what it should be. Sometimes, it's the usual slipup. ‘A reading from the letter of Paul to the Phillipinos.‘ They don't know what a Gentile is… ⤵️
pickI‘m not sure how to put this book into words. One of the best books I‘ve read in my life. To try and summarize it within the characters given would be to do an injustice to the depth of the tale. Just read it. That‘s all I can say.
Random book from our personal library.
pickFirst op shop visit yesterday. I was heading to Cardiff to visit Dance Boutique for the required theatrical pink tights so I‘m allowed to dance in the Sydney Eisteddfod this weekend! It‘s near 3 op shops so of course I took advantage of that.
so-so