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Easter Friday! One of the few Fridays of the year that is completely free from any penitential acts, and, in fact, should be treated like a Sunday! Feast! Eat meat! Have dessert after every meal! The Lord has truly risen!

(And your probably wondering, “great, what is with the half-eaten croissant?” Well, I forgot to take a picture before I ate it, and the crumbs look so flaky, you get a better idea of how wonderful it was.)

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So this is what I’ve been up to . . .

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Okay, so all the Irish-y stuff happened before I went MIA, but I never had a chance to show you!

It’s going to be a stormy day today, and I have to work late. I hate to waste an entire stormy day at work, it should be properly celebrated with a sleepy morning, coffee, books (I am reading two very interesting ones right now, but more on that when I’ve finished), magazines and movies. And something simmering on the stove for dinner.

Most of my co-workers are complaining about the potential lightning and winds. I must be an adolescent at heart – I can find no reason for concern. So what if we lose power? It’s merely an inconvenience to me. Plus I’ve already been struck by lightning – so the odds of that happening again are very low.

Or at least I think I’ve been struck by lightning. It happened while I was watching the Ubi et Orbi blessing at the Vatican on Easter Morning. I was huddled under an umbrella and one of my students was standing with me, both of us were holding the umbrella. It was pouring rain, it was coming down so hard the facade of St. Peter’s was veiled, even though it was just a block away. The umbrella was more to keep the rain from pelting us in the face than to keep us dry, our clothes were soaking wet. And there was no reason to think there was lightning. Then all the sudden the umbrella sent off blue sparks, we both yelped as we felt a current course through our bodies. And that was it. The miracle is that we weren’t hurt or killed.

Maybe we weren’t struck by lightning, but why else would an umbrella send off blue sparks in the pouring rain?

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Sometimes in the business of life I forget that we are still in the Easter seaon. It is still a time for rejoicing and celebration! Christ has risen!

  • Sales Associates are very helpful- but not pushy
  • I’ve never been abandoned in a dressing room
  • Its always a clean and friendly enviroment
  • Clothing is always tasteful
  • Clothes are never in messy heaps on tables that you have to dig through to find your size
  • Displays aren’t overwhelming
  • Prices are decent
  • When you check out they always comes around to your side of the cash registar to hand you your bag instead of making you reach over the counter
  • And now. . .

Nordstrom’s keeps the holidays in their respective season! Personally, nothing disgusts more than a store that is catering towards Christmas in October. I just can’t handle Christmas frou-frou until after Thanksgiving. Even then that is too early because the Christmas season is traditionally (before retail grabbed it and ran) after Christmas, not before. And then seeing Valentines displays a week after Christmas makes me gag. Don’t get me started on the poor Easter bunnies that show up around February 15.

-I am an Easter person! Allelujah! I love everything about this season!

-Every year I have this scene in my head of Mary Magdalen running through the wet grass to the tomb on Easter morning, a crying hysterical mess, her beautiful hair completely tangled, and her eyes red and swollen with crying. The hem of her dress completely soaked with dew, the skirt clinging to her ankles as she walks, and the wet leather of her sandles. And then the complete joy when she recognizes her Lord. It makes me cry to think of of it! What makes me laugh is to think of her arriving in front of the apostles, the same crazy-haired mess, out of breath from running, hardly able to formulate a sentence. And she says over and over again “he’s alive, he’s risen! he’s not dead! I’ve seen him!” The apostles looking at each other and then at poor distraught Mary thinking, “oh, dear, the stress was too much for her.” Then tired themselves and worn with grief they soothingly say to her, “yes, Mary, of course Mary, yes we’ll go to the tomb with you, okay Mary, let me grab a cloak.” And then to each other, “maybe she’ll calm down if we humor her.” What joy awaited them!

-I must be getting old because the thought of too much Easter candy make me feel sick. . . but I’ll still eat another Cadbury egg.

-Baptists came to the door on Easter Sunday and tried to save me. Me flustered + ham that needs to be taken out of the oven + need a review of my Bible quotes = epic fail on my part. At least I let them know 1) the Jews revised their canon in 70 a.d., pulling out the books that showed how Christianity fulfills Judeism; its the same canon Martin Luther used, hence their Bible isn’t the same as mine 2) I am Roman Catholic 3) I invited them to come to Mass 4) I wished them a happy Easter and told them I wasn’t prepared for theological arguement. Why does evangelization make me flustered? I get so worked up when people try converting me because I feel attacked that I can’t say anything coherent back.

-I made garden boxes for the back yard. Pictures to come.

-My brothers fixed the lawn mower and mowed the lawn!

-Allelujah! I can say it again! Allelujah!

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