May 25, 2012
3 1/2 cups of flour, 2/3 cup sugar, 4 tsps baking powder, 1/2 tsp salt, 2 beaten eggs, 1 1/2 cup milk, 1/2 cup cooking oil. Makes 18. 400 degrees for 20 mins. *spray your tins!

3 1/2 cups of flour, 2/3 cup sugar, 4 tsps baking powder, 1/2 tsp salt, 2 beaten eggs, 1 1/2 cup milk, 1/2 cup cooking oil. Makes 18. 400 degrees for 20 mins. *spray your tins!

May 25, 2012
I made muffins today! I made peanut butter oatmeal cookies yesterday and zucchini bread the day before, but I’m proudest of these because I pulled my own variation on the recipe, adding fresh diced strawberries and a little bit of whole wheat flour.

I made muffins today! I made peanut butter oatmeal cookies yesterday and zucchini bread the day before, but I’m proudest of these because I pulled my own variation on the recipe, adding fresh diced strawberries and a little bit of whole wheat flour.

May 16, 2012
snatches of poetry from highschool

Her hair dusted

Her face.

She walked in a silent way.

But if she was gone

You would notice.

Could such a courageous heart reside

In such a small body?

She didn’t stay in our world

For long.

Better for her.

Worse for us. 

_________________________

Crinkly smile.

Defensive eyes.

Too much chatter.

That was Annie.

She knew what she

liked and didn’t like

Decidedly.

For her, sacrifice was

run-of-the-mill.

She never showed it.

Not too many liked her,

But Annie was happy

Without them.

Those who she liked

Annie was not happy

Without. 

___________________

^not sure what I had going with the interrupted sentences with those two…

____________________

When her soul left her light left.

For her life was her light.

It was a devastating theft,

That abandoned us to brutal night. 

_______________________

Green sea heaves around me,

The waves are stinging crescents.

Green sea heaves around me,

I’m caught in its frigid essence.

_________________

Desaturated orbs glow in this realm,

There are no stars.

Sable ripples slide past the helm,

There are no thudding jars. 

The space above extends forever.

There is no ceiling.

The force is lost from our endeavor,

There is no feeling.

_______________________

A shackle that lightens the load,

A plant from a seed that was sowed.

____________________

^what did I have in mind when I wrote that couplet?

_____________________

All formulaic.

Construction deftly aloof. 

Meaning behind words.

_________________

Only what is right.

Disregarding all grammar.

Forcing the message.

________________________

Poetic diction.

Drawing striking parallels.

Revealing the truth. 

______________________

Bubbles

And

Burps.

Yuck.

Beautiful

And

Bulgy

Yay!

_________________

^evidently Seanie must have just come along….

____________________________________

Silver is white when it’s polished,

Alone it is murky and grey,

At night its brave light is abolished;

Silver only shines by day.

_________________

Flowing, spilling, sinking,

Sunsets are only

Teaser trailers.

Showing, proving, linking,

Theorems are only

Glimpses.

Tasting, filling, drinking,

Feasts are only

Hors d’oevres.

Home is around the bend.

23/3/2009

May 14, 2012

The second addition to my antique books collection is 106 years old. It’s a really neat piece of Church history: a dissertation by Reverend Semple (Reverend H.C. Semple, S.J.! What a name! What an era.) which lays out neatly in the space of about 45 pages the origin of the invalidity of Anglican ordinations.

December 25, 2011
Angelic Trisagion



This devotion to the Blessed Trinity is the official prayer of the Order of the Blessed Trinity, otherwise known as the Trinitarians. 
The devotion has been recited by them and their affiliates for centuries in praise of the Trinity.

In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen. 

V. Lord, open my lips. 
R. And my mouth shall declare Thy praise.
V. O God, come to my assistance. 
R. O Lord, make haste to help me.
V. Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit, 
R. As it was in the beginning, is now and will be forever. Amen.

The decade below is recited three times, once for each member of the Trinity.

All: Holy God! Holy Strong One! Holy Immortal One, have mercy upon us.

V. Our Father, Who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy name. Thy kingdom come. Thy  will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us  our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into  temptation, but deliver us from evil. Amen.

The following part of the decade is repeated nine times

V. To Thee, O Blessed Trinity, be praise, and honor, and thanksgiving, for ever and  ever!
R. Holy, holy, holy Lord, God of hosts. Heaven and earth are filled with Thy glory.
V. Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit,
R. As it was in the beginning, is now and will be forever. Amen.

End of Decade

Antiphon

God the Father unbegotten, only-begotten Son, and Holy Spirit, the Comforter; holy  and undivided Trinity, with all our hearts we acknowledge Thee: Glory to Thee forever.
V. Let us bless the Father, and the Son with the Holy Spirit.
R. Be praised and exalted above all things forever.

Let us pray,
Almighty, ever-living God, who has permitted us Thy servants, in our profession of  the true faith, to acknowledge the glory of the eternal Trinity, and in the power of that  majesty to adore the Unity, grant, that by steadfastness in this same faith, we may be  ever guarded against all adversity: through Christ our Lord.

All: Amen

All: Set us free, save us, vivify us, O Blessed Trinity!



Read more:http://www.ewtn.com/Devotionals/prayers/AngelicTrisagion.htm#ixzz1hbpfWbL0

December 21, 2011
It looks like a heart. The rock resembles the dorsal surface, and the roots are veins and arteries. I can imagine the rock contracting into systole, pushing the arterial roots into diastole, providing the forest with lifeblood. Weird maybe, but that’s my imagination’s biggest exploration for this morning.
picture from theworldwelivein:

Adirondack Park, Goodnow Mountain, Newcomb, New York© Michael Melford on National GeographicA yellow birch appears to be ingesting a boulder left behind by a glacier. 

It looks like a heart. The rock resembles the dorsal surface, and the roots are veins and arteries. I can imagine the rock contracting into systole, pushing the arterial roots into diastole, providing the forest with lifeblood. Weird maybe, but that’s my imagination’s biggest exploration for this morning.

picture from theworldwelivein:

Adirondack Park, Goodnow Mountain, Newcomb, New York
© Michael Melford on National Geographic
A yellow birch appears to be ingesting a boulder left behind by a glacier. 

December 20, 2011
http://www.studiobrien.com/index2.php?option=com_content&do_pdf=1&id=30

December 20, 2011
"It does not take much time to make a saint. It takes only much love."

— Archbishop Fulton J Sheen (via becket)

August 7, 2011
jennamarie1:

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A grammarian sees the spelling and punctuation errors. 

jennamarie1:

edited by jennamarie1.tumblr.com

A grammarian sees the spelling and punctuation errors. 

July 27, 2011

Athlete-Black Swan Song

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