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Could You Use A Miracle About Now?

I came across something a while back as I was paging through a great book called “Saintly Advice” (who couldn’t use some of that?) and it occurred to me that there are probably a lot of people out there now who might find some comfort in these words.  So, I decided to share it with you, along with my thoughts.  It is an intercessory prayer to the Infant Jesus of Prague.

The story that accompanies this particular intercession is this:  A statue of the Infant Jesus wearing a long gown and holding a bird in his hand was carved sometime in the fourteenth century  It found its way to Prague where, in 1628, a young priest found the statue in the ruins after the Saxons and Swedes invaded.  He cleaned the sculpture and noticed that the Divine Infant’s hand needed repair, but he had neither the money nor the skill to do it.  He asked the Blessed Mother to help provide funds.  A man then passed by the church and fixed the statue’s hand, and great miracles were reported after the repair.  Because of its history, the Infant Jesus of Prague can be called upon when emergency funds are needed.  The prayer is as follows:

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Survival Of The Fittest…Or Why I’m An Indoorsy Person

What the heck is going on with Mother Nature these days?  Within the last six months, I’ve been inundated with tales of horror that used to only be the stuff of “Animals Gone Wild” on Animal Planet.  Regular readers of this site may recall the post, Close Encounters Of The Rabid Kind, (published 10/23/2011) in which my son, Mike, related his terrifying experience with a rabid bat along the Gold Coast of Chicago.  In that blog, I shared Mike’s history of scary animal moments dating back many years to his first up-close and personal hissing by a goose,  when, one day, I thought it would be nice to bring my young children for a walk along the Fox River and feed the ducks.  And it was, until the geese began to follow us, demanding the bread we’d brought for the friendly ducks.  Warning my children to ignore the geese and walk away from them, one boldly walked right up to Mike, stretched his long neck until he was very nearly at face level and hauled off with the scariest hiss I’d ever heard.  Poor Mike – you regulars know that that has become Mike’s name because of my penchant for signing him up for every possible sport, camp, music lesson, and scouting (for which my husband and I will never be forgiven) and wouldn’t let him quit anything because, ‘You don’t want to be a quitter’, which was all Mike desperately wanted.  But I digress…  Anyway, Poor Mike was indeed scarred from that experience.  Continue reading

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A Parting Glass To Mom And Dad

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With St. Patrick’s Day upon us, my thoughts naturally turn to my favorite South Side Irishmen. While the day, and in this case, the weekend, is filled with the usual nod to our Irish ancestry, celebrating with parades, rebel songs, beer and plenty of corned beef, a part of me always feels a bit wistful, as memories turn to my parents, no longer here to join in the festivities.  And so, to them I raise a parting glass in salute.

My dad, John Casey Toner, better known as Jack to his friends, died a couple of months shy of my twenty-fifth birthday.  Though I was married with a toddler, I was still a daddy’s girl.  It wasn’t really fair, I know.  My sister is eight years older than me and had been surrounded by boys until my arrival.  In fact, one of her favorite memories was when she and my brothers were sent off to stay with my cousins as they eagerly awaited the newest arrival in the family (me, coming in at number six).  She asked my dad to please let her be the first to know if she had a new sister (for which she had been fervently praying) or another brother (to which she’d resigned herself).  Upon my entrance into the world, my dad telephoned with the news.  When my aunt excitedly answered the phone and asked the obvious question, he told her that he needed to speak with Mary Beth first.  That was the kind of man he was.  The simple, innocent promise made to an eight year old girl took precedence over all else.  When you’re the baby girl in a family, it’s hard not to be spoiled.  So, while my sister was relegated to  the role of second mother to us all, including yet another little brother bringing up the rear, I happily assumed the role of the baby girl.

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What To Eat Or Not To Eat…That Is The Lenten Question

This post was written a year ago , on Ash Wednesday. I’m re-posting it today because, 1. it’s Ash Wednesday again (yayy!) and, 2. I’m kinda lazy. I did, however, add a few more thoughts at the end. So, read on…

As we begin the Lenten season, I’m faced once again with the dilemma of what to serve for dinner (oh, and that other thing, what to give up, and don’t just say, “Oh I’ll be nicer to people” – that’s a cop-out, though, admittedly, a nice idea).

Today is Ash Wednesday, which, along with Good Friday, are the  two WORST days of Lent.  I know, I know.  It should be viewed as an opportunity to take a step back from the world by sacrificing in some way, and in doing so, bring us closer to God. Complaining about this Holy Season, it’s really hard to not sound like an irreverent and cynical person – exactly the type that needs Lent.  I know.  But, seriously, not only is today the official kick-off for this fun season of denial and deprivation, we Catholics also must abstain from meat on Fridays.   Every Friday.  And, for some reason, that almost always translates into frozen cheese pizza dinners in my house.

And the worst part of Ash Wednesday is that we have to fast, besides.  In all fairness, fasting does not mean starvation, but rather, keeping our food intake to a maximum of two small meals (which together, would equal one meal) and one regular meal.  So, it’s not really that difficult to abide by.  I mean, it’s ONE DAY, for goodness sake (well, actually, counting Good Friday,  it’s  technically TWO DAYS).  It’s just that, when you’re told you cannot have something, you just want it SO badly.  Those of you who have ever dieted know what I’m talking about.  Suddenly, Corn Flakes smell insanely good.  It’s crazy.  I’m willing to bet that even the most dedicated vegan, if told he, absolutely, under no circumstances, could not eat meat on Fridays, would find himself obsessing about McRib sandwiches.

But, I do struggle a little with the whole dinner thing.  Breakfast is easy – cereal, eggs, toast.  Lunch isn’t too hard – cereal, eggs, toast.  But, dinner can be a little tricky.  For one thing, I think I’d be lynched if I even suggested the breakfast/lunch options.  For families like ours, though, which are unapologetically carnivorous (mainly because I don’t know how to make a substantial meal without meat), we’re in a real quandary.  My usual meals are:  the aforementioned cheese pizza, quiche (cleverly disguised eggs), and…that’s about it.  Oh, I guess there’s always meatless spaghetti or frozen vegetable lasagna (Stouffer’s has a great one).  So, that’s four meals.  Help!!  If you have any ideas, I’m all ears.   Oh, and we don’t really do fish, so…yeeaaahhhh… no fish, please.

***My additional thoughts, promised in the opening of this post: I love the Gospel reading on Ash Wednesday.  It reminds us to keep our sacrifices private. We don’t have to ann0unce to the world how devout we are. We shouldn’t make a show of our “holiness.” We are told to, when giving alms, do not blow a horn on the street.  Wash your face, keep your appearance clean. We don’t have to show off about it – God knows our hearts. So, with that, Happy Lent and good luck with the whole food thing.***

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Things We’re Really Thankful For (But Won’t Admit To)

Now that Thanksgiving is over, I boldly take on the topic of things we are truly thankful for, but rarely admit to in public.  Yes, I will be speaking for all of us.  Don’t try to pretend that you don’t secretly harbor these thoughts.  Your facade of PBS viewing superiority is about to to be revealed.  Don’t fight it.  Embrace your true feelings.  Welcome the liberation.

That said, speaking on behalf of all of you, I am thankful for

…elastic waist bands

…cosmetics

…caller ID

…alcohol

…teachers who get the difference between an elective class and a core class

…the Forever Lazy (don’t have one, yet, but think it’s prettttty awesome)

…people who don’t roll their eyes when they’re behind you in line at the store and your credit card gets declined

…Egyptian Cotton- fragranced linen spray

…Press-On Nails

…store-bought rotissiere chicken

…short masses (you Catholics know what I’m talkin’ about)

…The Real Housewives of Orange County, Beverly Hills and sometimes New York

…Quentin Tarantino movies

…alcohol

…White Castle crave case

…generic brands

…Stephen King books

… and, finally, I am thankful that the Iowa Hawkeye football season has, mercifully, come to an end.

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