Good/Bad Thursday

I'm bringing back the good/bad posts because I'm afraid if I don't, I'll never post again. I don't even have the brain to come up with paragraphs anymore.

Besides, I was having a very nice morning, did my prayer and spiritual reading (and before I read any blogs), almost finished a St. Michael chaplet (making not praying), and then, during cup of coffee nombre trois (which was probably where things went downhill) I wrote a very long comment on a favorite blog and blogger ate the whole thing. Urgh. No, I mean URGH!

Thus the rebirth of good/bad blog posts.

But let's start with good, it's always a better idea.

Good
I taught a class yesterday evening. And they were all (except for two teens) adults! I warned them that I am a terrible teacher, at least that is what my children tell me (well, they have a few times, but in anger mostly, I think), and that I am a mean teacher (I believe that), but they consented anyway. It was a chain rosary class and I taught it at our parish. I think most of my students were happy, and at least nobody cried (always good).

Bad
Blogger. Or maybe it's bloglovin', I can't tell who the culprit is. Blogger keeps logging me out, which could be why I am losing comments every time I try to leave them. But maybe the root is bloglovin', which I thought I was liking, but when I click to go to a blog I stay in some sort of bloglovin' zone, and that might be the problem. It's not good whatever it is. Bloglovin' sure was easy to switch to from Reader, but maybe easy isn't necessarily what I want here. What are you doing? Maybe I need to just use my own blog as home base. I do think that encourages more commenting because, hey, if I'm at your place, I am much more likely to say "hey!" And I do think we need to get back to saying "hey" a lot more than we are. Agreed?

Good
Say "hey!"

Bad
I started washing and packing for my second son to move out in less than a month. Josh will have a studio apartment on campus this year, which is good for him -- no commute -- but bad for me. I will have half of my children left at home (and the half left is the half that don't get along very well -- really bad for me). Josh is not home a lot now, but he does still touch base every once in a while. I guess as long as I still play grocery fairy (which I still do for Geoffrey) I will see him pretty often. The tricky thing is going to be dropping off groceries for both boys at the same time because what are the odds that they will be home at the same time during the day? You may be wondering why they don't live together and I am somewhat embarrassed to say they would probably kill each other if they did. Two boys could not be more different. I often wonder how it is that all four of my children grew up in the same house with the same parents. I could have just as likely picked them up from opposite ends of the earth. Besides, living alone forces them to be responsible for their own messes (because you can't blame anyone else when you live alone).

Good
Our pastor is coming to bless our home tomorrow. Not only will our home be holy (yay!), but it will be clean. All the bedspreads, draperies, nooks and crannies are getting cleaned -- not only so that I am not embarrassed by my dirty house, but so the holy water doesn't get caught in the dust bunnies and cobwebs.

Bad
With all the rain we've had, the weeds have taken over the garden, so let's hope Father doesn't venture out there.

Good
It cooled down incredibly. I could definitely love this weather for the rest of the summer (sorry kiddies -- it's too cool to swim, but we can all breathe).

And one last Good
Here are a few pictures of "the stole." Father's mama and papa received it (yay UPS!), and though Father himself has not seen it, he doesn't have a clue about this blog, so we're safe.