Monthly Archives: April, 2013

Booking Through Thursday: Language and Sporting


One post; two weeks’ worth of questions. Go!

April 18: I saw a Latin edition of The Hobbit last time I was at the bookstore. Do you read any foreign languages? Do you ENJOY reading in other languages?

Well, I can read some Spanish but not enough to enjoy books the way I do in English. After undergrad, I kept a few of the books I read for my Spanish history and culture (the country, not the language) class with the intent of reading them someday. A friend also gave me an Allende novel. I read enough of the books for class to get a decent grade in the glass, but the gift book has barely been touched. (Oops.) One of these days, I’ll get my Spanish back and tackle those books. I brought them all the way to Texas, so now I have to read them, right?

April 25: Do you read books about sports? How about AT sporting events? (Kid’s soccer practice?)

I think I can say fairly confidently that I have never read a book about sports. I can also say that I have never read during a sporting event, although I graded papers immediately before one once. I was a busy teacher, but I knew it would help if I went to the game, so I brought in the best of both worlds. Books will always be more important to me than basketball!

7 Quick Takes Friday, Vol. 216

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I’ve had a rough few weeks. If you could send your prayers or good wishes my way, here’s what’s on my heart lately:

  • My brother was diagnosed with diabetes. He’s managing it well, but the initial symptoms and diagnosis was scary.
  • I gave notice at my job. It’s a long story that is not at all appropriate to discuss on the Internet, but if you know of any good opportunities in Austin, I’m on LinkedIn.
  • Sarah, a really close friend of mine who I’ve blogged about before, came down with appendicitis and had emergency surgery. She’s recovering and home now. It’s so frustrating that we still have an organ that does absolutely nothing except almost kill you. It’s not an organ: it’s a ticking time bomb that might be a dud or might explode.
  • My grandfather has colon cancer. He’s in his 70s but has started chemotherapy. Maybe he’ll be able to walk down the aisle at my wedding yet. (I’m not seeing anyone, but that’s part of my wedding vision.)

No one else close to me come down with a serious illness, please!

— 2 —

I think I’ve posted about this before, but I am always delightfully horrified to find Photoshop portfolios online. I know perfectly well that most of the images we see in magazines and on billboards are barely of real humans, but to view the actual transformations is something else.

The people who do this work are definitely skilled, but couldn’t they put those talents to better use than thinning arms, adding locks of hair, and lightening skin? If you’ve ever wondered why you don’t look like the women (or men!) in magazines, those photos are a good reminder of the reason why: no one looks like that, not even the original models.

The fashion photos are not quite as terrifying. They look more like normal people.

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As if Let Me Be Catholic wasn’t addictive enough, it turns out there’s another one out there about Catholics. It’s just older and didn’t burst into my life quite as quickly. Here’s my favorite from What Should Catholicism Call Me:

When I’m Explaining Supernatural Catholic Doctrines to People And I’m Like

Except that I'm more likely to say, "It's okay to think that's weird. It kind of is."

Except that I’m more likely to say, “It’s okay to think that’s weird. It kind of is.”

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In other fun images, check this out!


Aww! The U.S. Naval Institute, which I found via Cheezburger and Manteresting (I know, right?) offers this explanation:

“Accepting her fate as an orphan of war, ‘Miss Hap’ a two-week old Korean kitten chows down on canned milk, piped to her by medicine dropper with the help of Marine Sergeant Frank Praytor… The Marine adopted the kitten after its mother was killed by a mortar barrage near Bunker Hill. The name, Miss Hap, Sergeant Praytor explained, was given to the kitten ‘because she was born at the wrong place at the wrong time’.” Korea, ca 1953

Now that’s a real man: TCB.

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And then there’s this:


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Enough images and silliness. I watched The Vow in my long break from work today. I can’t afford premium movie channels (although Degrassi has all but ensured that I will have cable for many days to come), so I keep an eye out for free preview weekends and fill up my DVR. The last one was Thanksgiving weekend, so it’s been waiting in the wings for quite some time.

I liked it. I thought the swearing sounded awkward and superfluous, but I loved the portrayal of a husband who will not give up on his wife. He made a vow, and he tried so hard to live up to it, even in an impossible situation. I found myself thinking very deeply and wondering how to apply my feelings about marriage and commitment to the wife’s situation with her parents. I wondered if I could ever love someone enough to take the steps we saw married characters taking. It was not the kind of love and marriage Hollywood usually gives us, and I appreciated that.

I also really liked that, even though Rachel McAdams’s character (and her real-life counterpart) never got her memory back, she managed to get some of herself back. She was never her old self; she was just herself. I’ve made some big life changes in the last several years, and I wouldn’t want to go back to that old person, but I’d like to think that my maturity is more than just reactions to old motivations. I’d like to think that it’s who I was always meant to be.

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So that’s my week (or two weeks, really; I drafted this post last week). I might go see Matt Maher on Thursday, so that’s potentially exciting, but in the meantime I need to find a new job and a new place to live. It’s going to be an interesting summer.

For more Quick Takes, visit Conversion Diary!

What I Wore Sunday, Vol. 26

What I Wore Sunday

I have changed the time on this post because I am in denial about how late it’s gotten. Work doesn’t end until very late on Sundays, so when I need a few hours to relax after work (like most people), that can easily run past midnight.

I also had the sudden urge to try on the bridesmaid dress I have for a friend’s wedding over Memorial Day weekend. I bought the shoes before Easter but was never in the right place (mentally, time-wise, or wow-it’s-hot-and-I’m-all-sweaty–wise) to try on the whole ensemble. Sorry, no photos of that just yet.

I do, however, have today’s hasty ensemble.

Dress from Target's Converse collection. Undershirt from Target. Sweater probably from Kohl's. Shoes from Payless.

Dress from Target’s Converse collection. Undershirt from Target. Sweater probably from Kohl’s. Shoes from Payless.

Those are the same shoes I wore for Easter Vigil, except that I painted my toenails better this time, so they lasted long enough to show off through the peep-toe hole. I can’t drive in them, though; I wear flip-flips and pack the cute shoes. I only had enough energy left to put one back on for the photo. At least it’s unique, right?

I love the dress. Well, I love it when I make it modest with a t-shirt. I don’t own many purple items even though it’s my favorite color. This was more than I’d usually pay for a casual dress, but I found it so flattering that I just went for it. Purple Chucks would probably just complete the look. Love.

The sweater was a weird choice, I admit. It was still chilly when I left for work, so I threw on the closest thing to a matching sweater I could grab. As you can see, it doesn’t really match. It’s actually a hand-me-down from my mom. Everything she buys is from Kohl’s, so I think this is, too. I usually wear brown shoes with this dress, so my light brown sweater (not this one) matches, but I had to improvise and run since my shoes were white. It warmed up to 82 by midday, though, so the sweater was okay as an afterthought.

The first reading at Mass was one from daily Mass last week. Am I the only one who wonders what happened to the Pharisees and such? Did they ever come around to believing in Jesus? They thought they were getting it right, even if they totally weren’t. I’d like to believe that the God of second chances would give them one. Thoughts?

Until next week, fellow fashionistas!

7 Quick Takes Friday, Vol. 214

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Wednesday was a pretty awful day. I haven’t been that excited for a day to be over in a very, very long time. It was the kind of awful that bled over into the following days and won’t be finished for a long time. I can’t give details just yet, but when I do, I hope you’ll understand. If you’re the praying type, please pray for me. If not, please send me good wishes. I am also accepting good news (although the news of a friend’s engagement–one that I was pushing for—is going to be hard to beat).

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My life isn’t all bad, though. I’m blogging again, so that’s good. I’ve been keeping up with my reviews over at Austin Catholic New Media, which means I’ve been doing lots of reading. Rebuilt actually encouraged me to try to revitalize the parish (so to speak) I work in now, even if I wasn’t a total convert to the method.

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I went to Belize for our spring break mission trip. I managed to get sunburned again, but it wasn’t quite as blistering hot. I’m barely through the photos since March was such a crazy month, but I’ll have a full recap soon. There will not be chicken baskets, though; sorry.

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March also had Easter in it, which added to my busy-ness. We had three baptisms, including one dad who’s been going to Mass with his wife throughout their eighteen-year relationship, and four confirmations (with another who went home to be confirmed with her mom). I wasn’t able to wear my usual Easter Vigil skirt, but I got a ton of compliments on my substitute outfit.

Dress from Kohl's. Bolero jacket from Target. Shoes from Payless.

Dress from Kohl’s. Bolero jacket from Target. Shoes from Payless.

I originally wore this dress with fall-ish (black) accessories to my friend Sabrina’s wedding back in September, but I liked it much better this way. And everyone was kind enough not to comment on my seriously-in-need-of-a-retouch toenails. Easter Vigil was a great night on many counts.

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Hmm. What else has happened since January? My parents and my brother came to visit last week. It was good to see them again, and I got to enjoy some more fun parts of Austin. We spent a day in San Antonio, but it rained almost the whole time. My parents somehow fell in love with the Riverwalk when they came last summer, but I’m still an Austin gal.

To me, the Alamo is mostly rain and crowds. Score another one for Austin.

To me, the Alamo is mostly rain and crowds. Score another one for Austin.

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I had some good friend time, too. I saw a more normal version of Twelfth Night on campus with my friend Kristi, and my old friend Guy from college came to town to visit. He’s going to be in the inaugural Ph.D. Statistics program at UT, so I’ll have a friend of almost ten years here. Good times.

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How to end my triumphant(ly pathetic) return? Grammar, of course!


Aaaaaaaaand we’re done.

For more Quick Takes, visit Conversion Diary! (Except that this week, it’s over at Camp Patton.)

Booking Through Thursday: Spring Up


What’s the last book that made you spring to your feet, eager to spread the word and tell everyone how much you enjoyed it?

I am delighted that I’ve had that reaction to more than one book. According to my Goodreads records, the last book that made me tell everyone was Unwind. It was so fantastic! The premise was compelling but not overdone, the future it described seemed unnervingly realistic, and it stood on its own even before I found out there were sequels. So many series have books were each volume is clearly incomplete by itself, even if it’s contributing to a larger story. Unwind felt more like Harry Potter than The Hunger Games—and that’s good.

If you want to read more of what I thought about the book, you can check out my review at Austin Catholic New Media. And then go read it! And tell me what you thought!

Booking Through Thursday: April Fools

Well, here goes nothing. Let’s see if I can get back on this meme wagon.


What’s the silliest (most foolish?) book you’ve ever read? Did you enjoy it?

For the record, “April Fools!” doesn’t make sense as an exclamation unless you’re talking to more than one person (one April fool, two April fools). It should be “April Fool’s Day,” not even just “April Fool’s.”

Also, I don’t like April Fool’s Day. I condoned a mild prank war while I was in grad school, but I usually don’t like pranks or tricks. I do enjoy seeing what the Internet comes up with, though. I think YouTube won this year.

As for books, I read Bud the Spud after a Goodreads friends pointed out how just plain odd it was. I don’t know if it qualifies as foolish, but maybe. Then again, I definitely don’t read Alice books for their hard-hitting realism and philosophical insight. They’re pretty silly.

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