Wednesday, October 01, 2008
Notes from a Fried Egg
Sister, where are you...it's been a whole week!! I'm in SMM-withdrawal!
Tell me about it.
We didn't fall off the roof. We don't have the tarp up yet either.
We did have school starting, back to school night, a vicious heat wave and an earthquake.
The temperature rose to 109 today and, although we are offering it up to the Poor Souls in Purgatory and calling on the intercession of St. Joan of Arc (who knows a little bit about blazing heat), I can't help thinking back to the days when there were lots of us living in a three story brick building with no air conditioning and one fan and no cross breeze. Back then everyone was loaded into triple starched wimples and layers of floor length, wrist length black cloth.The one fan we had followed our Mother Superior around wherever she went because she had something wrong with her that caused her to need the fan. Something besides how large she was. Asthma. That was it. She had asthma. She slept in too, everyday, because she was up all night with her asthma.
Ah! The good old days. I remember them like they were yesterday.
My brain is like an egg that has been fried on the sidewalk.
The earthquake wasn't much. A mere three point something that thumped the house up just once. Thump. The end. We didn't even have time to say one word to St. Agatha, the patron saint of earthquakes. We'll have plenty of time to catch up with her, though, as October is breast health month and St. Agatha is the patron saint of that, too. She'll be pretty in pink.
Our Nun So Beautiful Non Contest has ended, whether you like it or not. Those of you who wanted the non contest extended until the end of the month were outvoted by one. Ironic that the people who wanted to take longer were foiled by one go getter. That's the way the poll booth crumbles. Thanks to everyone who sent in their nuns.
Hey Sister Mary Martha : The Bloggers Choice Awards has about 2 weeks to go for people to vote for best Religious Blogs. You may want to get an entry about that fairly soon. Take care Sister!
Really? I thought it was over a long time ago. Are you sure you're not in some time warp? Maybe I'm in the time warp. Something's warped, I can tell you that. Who would be the patron saint for that? St. Joseph, I think, since I'm sure he had to deal with warping all the time.
So, I'm really behind the eight ball. I have nun pictures to post and questions to answer. I promise I'll come back tomorrow with both.
I really want to talk about St. Maria Goretti.