The Journey to Orthodoxy 25 Feb 2007 06:06 pm
Summarizing a conglomeration of thoughts….
I’ve had The Secret on the brain this week; that wretched title that desires to answer the question, “so what’s your secret”, asked of those who are able live purposely and deliberately with fruit to show for it. Anyone has to overcome skepticism over the shiny packaging of this “not new” idea but if they do, they’ll find inspriation and encouragement aplenty.
Titles have been running through my head; I picked up last Sunday’s NYTimes and read it through this afternoon. I think that’s the most “news” I’ve had my hands on in years, having too many tantrums over the tendancy of local papers to act as if there weren’t a bigger picture. I am not going to see the Oscars tonight and am still watching last year’s award winners. Life is not worse because of it ;-).
Speaking of..we watched Monster the other night, specifically for Charlize Theron’s award winning performance. Did the writing win too? It should have, if not. The story was well told. No, I do NOT recommend this movie to the majority of you readers though. We made it through because we were scrutinizing the work; there was plenty offensive stuff to wade through in order to do so. David made us watch 3 episodes of 30 Rock online afterward so we could efficively lighten up!
And speaking of…gotta say again how much we LOVE being able to catch 30 Rock, Survivor, and Ugly Betty on line, any ole time we feel like it. Wish The Office, House, and award shows were available as well, but life is not worse because they’re not.
Wait. I already said that. Sorry.
So our new dog Piper is working out marvelously. Very calm and obedient. A little stubborn on the potty stuff; he’s trained but will usually only go for me. And then when he holds it because he’s out with someone besides me, he later has an accident even though, “I took him out MOM!” Other than that, he plays, he cuddles, he gives kisses. Only the cat is waiting to love him.
Today was Orthodox Sunday. I don’t understand all that it’s about; it included a procession with the icons around the church. It felt very ageless. I’m growing weary of the communion fast that is part of the time a catachumen goes through but the end is in sight. We have godparents selected for four; three have been asked, and one name saint decided. The date for our chrismation is penciled in; with much joy (and a little impatience) we wait with anticipation.
The shed is converted to a barn; posts are set in the ground for a new fence. New chickens, already-laying hens, should be here shortly. We are undecided on goats for this spring or later in the year. The kids’ bedroom has been shifted to allow for the new half to be remodeled; the plastic barrier goes up tomorrow.
Saturday a friend from Jacksonville was here for a visit; “here” being more northerly than Jax and we met for a day in Knoxville sans our children. Four glorious hours in The Tomato Head, tucked away in a corner with wifi and photo management/scrapbook software, another two hours shopping in sweet little boutiques full of breakable items that we were free to wander amid, touch when we wanted to, imagine (or not) a use for them, and a final platter of fried mushrooms with a side of chocolate mousse doused in Kaluha rounded out the day. Much laughter, sharing of proverbial notes on motherhood, marriage, and aging and more fun in a length of time than I’ve had in eons. There is a season for going everywhere with baby spit on one’s shoulder; it was nice for a day to glimpse the other side.
Rowan goes tomorrow for a genetics counsel. The speech eval revealed the delay; they are shuffling who should handle it. I feel unmotivated to push hard. The doctor recommended I prepare myself to medicate him within the year for ADHD; I feel so many things about that I can’t find words. He has learned to say “church” and “Rowie” and “ah-kee”, which means “coffee”. He said his first “sentence” this week: “Mah-MEE! Ow-WEE!” We do much more listening these days than decision making.
Warm, spring wind blew in today. Heavy clouds and the first thunder abound. I’m so ready for it I could dance.
on 25 Feb 2007 at 8:55 pm 1.Bannergranny said …
I did not tell you earlier….I was contacted on Thurs. by a person on staff at 30 Rock…they were doing a church sketch and needed two banners to be overnighted to them. I declined, as I didn’t think I wanted to participate…..I really had so little to choose from as my stock is nearly nonexistent, but (and perhaps I prejudge here as I have not seen this show) every time I’ve have ever seen a comedy sketch in a church setting it has always been either sacreligious or puts down believers and I didn’t want to be part of that. But it was a bit of a kick to be contacted by a network TV program anyway. What do you think having seen this program?
on 25 Feb 2007 at 9:05 pm 2.Tia said …
WOW!!! Very cool to be contacted :-).
We do really like the show; it’s hilarious and the Alec Baldwin/Tina Fey mix is brilliant. But both David and I would have the same hesitation….you’d certainly have not had any creative control and where they would have “taken” it could’ve just about been anywhere. That’s a lot different than selling to any anonymous music minister…..
on 25 Feb 2007 at 11:59 pm 3.Queenofthehill said …
Don’t sweat the ADHD advice from your doc — she sees ADHD behind every tree. I will tell you a funny story about that, sometime.
on 26 Feb 2007 at 8:01 pm 4.CandC said …
It’s not at all uncommon for younger siblings, especially boys, to talk later (sometimes much later) than other children. If you think there might be a reason for concern, check into possible allergies. I was recently tested and found out that I’m allergic to many things I’ve been eating. The reactions I experienced were not skin or respiatory related but rather chemical responses in the brain. Removing the offending foods from my diet has made a great difference in my mood and feelings. If interested, look up brain allergies on the internet. Besides, boys are meant to be boys and to bounce off walls.
on 27 Feb 2007 at 11:00 am 5.Kyra said …
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Wow…didn’t know you were a Survivor fan. Remind me to tell you about my stint as a radio DJ broadcasting spoilers on the show. I was sent to NYC for the finale…ended up at the cast party at Tao restaurant and later on at AuBar with all of the Survivors. I have been in e-mail with a couple of them (ones that were special to me for one reason or another) for several years.
I don’t do it anymore…just watch now…but still friends with several.
Sunday of Orthodoxy is one of my favorite Sundays. I always think of the men and woman, sans body parts they lost defending the Church’s rights to icons, who unwrapped their hidden icons that first Sunday and paraded, icons held high and proud around their church…it has deep meaning to me…a convert who shunned imagery at one time.