Thursday morning, November 5, 2009, we discovered that we have been blessed with a new life and are 3 weeks along!!! We are SO excited and overwhelmed at God's goodness and perfect timing, as it will be an early July baby. We went out to breakfast to celebrate, stopped at Whole Foods for prenatal vitamins, then at Barnes and Nobles to browse the pregnancy section. Thursday afternoon, relics of St. Gianna Molla (pro-life witness and patroness of safe pregnancies) were actually being displayed in our parish church - what a beautiful coincidence! We were able to hold the gloves she wore, and I held one to my tummy and asked for her prayers for a safe and healthy pregnancy.
We will of course, keep you updated with notes and pictures, and the gender when we know! I am feeling great so far, no nausea, but have felt unusual twinges and tingling inside, and so begins the transformation of the uterus! Thank you for all of your prayers for this occasion! I will close with the words of St. Gianna- "Love is the most beautiful sentiment the Lord has put into the soul of men and women," and we are overjoyed to announce the fruit of our love in the Lord!
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
A Rainy Sunday...
Enjoying a quiet Sunday afternoon with hubby, listening to the downpour and thunder outside, and I thought I'd share a poem.
A Line-Storm Song by Robert Frost
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Last night Andrew and I went to the Naples Philharmonic. It was great to get away from the books and be able to focus on each other and enjoy some great music by Ravel, Grieg, Dvorak, Rimsky-Korsakov, and others. Most memorable was Nimrod from Enigma Variations by Edward Elgar- the Phil's interpretation and playing of this piece was magnificent. This was the second concert we have attended at the Naples Phil, and I have been very impressed with their work. We ended the night at Cheesecake Factory where we met friends Gary and Christine for yummy dessert and wedding talk. :)
Ready for a night out!
A Line-Storm Song by Robert Frost
The line-storm clouds fly tattered and swift.
The road is forlorn all day,
Where a myriad snowy quartz stones lift,
And the hoof-prints vanish away.
The roadside flowers, too wet for the bee,
Expend their bloom in vain.
Come over the hills and far with me,
And be my love in the rain.
The birds have less to say for themselves
In the wood-world's torn despair
Than now these numberless years the elves,
Although they are no less there:
All song of the woods is crushed like some
Wild, earily shattered rose.
Come, be my love in the wet woods, come,
Where the boughs rain when it blows.
There is the gale to urge behind
And bruit our singing down,
And the shallow waters aflutter with wind
From which to gather your gown.
What matter if we go clear to the west,
And come not through dry-shod?
For wilding brooch shall wet your breast
The rain-fresh goldenrod.
Oh, never this whelming east wind swells
But it seems like the sea's return
To the ancient lands where it left the shells
Before the age of the fern;
And it seems like the time when after doubt
Our love came back amain.
Oh, come forth into the storm and rout
And be my love in the rain.
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Last night Andrew and I went to the Naples Philharmonic. It was great to get away from the books and be able to focus on each other and enjoy some great music by Ravel, Grieg, Dvorak, Rimsky-Korsakov, and others. Most memorable was Nimrod from Enigma Variations by Edward Elgar- the Phil's interpretation and playing of this piece was magnificent. This was the second concert we have attended at the Naples Phil, and I have been very impressed with their work. We ended the night at Cheesecake Factory where we met friends Gary and Christine for yummy dessert and wedding talk. :)
Monday, September 14, 2009
Here Comes the Bride!
Monday, September 7, 2009
'L' is for Labor Day Weekend, Love, and Little Boys
We were very happy to have Laura & Gabe come down from Gainesville for the weekend! It is still a little surreal that we have another sibling in FL, not to mention our precious nephews!! We hope to see them as much as possible this year. Due to the hot weather and a rainy day, we spent most of the weekend inside talking, resting, playing games, and laughing at the boys' antics. Looking forward to driving up to see them sometime soon...
I didn't get enough pictures of this cutie- he is so fun, happy, and affectionate.

I didn't get enough pictures of this cutie- he is so fun, happy, and affectionate.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Like a child...
I came across this beautiful article today, and it inspired me, especially after my first experience with classroom teaching last year, where I was reminded how precious a child's innocence is, and how much one can learn from children. It also rings true with the philosophy of St. Therese and her "Little Way" of approaching God, confirming Christ's statement that we must become like little children to enter the Kingdom of Heaven. We pride ourselves with age, status, wisdom, careers, ect., but all our Lord asks of us is to have the faith, trust and insight of a child.
"To Teach"
by Monsignor Robert Hugh Benson
From a 1992 edition of "The Catholic Hearth"
There is a tradition, probably untrustworthy, that in certain well‐known schools the new assistant master begins his career by teaching the older students advanced subjects, and ends it, if he is successful, by rising to the high levels of infants and alphabets. At any rate the tradition witnesses to a profound truth. It is comparatively easy to lecture to Plato on philosophy or to St. Thomas on theology; but it requires almost superhuman knowledge and effort and skill to discourse effectively to children on any subject whatever.
First, there is the imarity between the mind that receives and the truth that is to be received; next, there is the extremely coarse and unsubtle instrument known as human language by which the work must be done, and this is even further limited by the narrowed vocabulary to be employed in this instance; lastly, there is the handicap of the teacher’s own more mature experience. (It is as if a man were to set out to lecture to birds on Wagner, aided only by a tom‐tom for his musical illustration.)
But there is one subject, thank God! In which these difficulties are reduced to a minimum, and that is the knowledge of God and Jesus Christ which is eternal life. The difficulties, in fact, on this subject lie in quite another direction. It is comparatively easy for a child to become a “man of understanding”; it is the difficulty for the rest of us to be “converted and become as little children” in grace. The child, like the human race in its infancy, is not weighted and hampered by the obscurity which a little disproportioned knowledge cast; it has no temptation to think that since it understands about five things, it can therefore understand five thousand, or that “what it knows not is not knowledge.” This, surely, is one reason why our Blessed Lord sets a child in the midst as our model, and laments how hard it is for “those that have riches to enter into the kingdom of heaven.” If we have nothing we are not avaricious or complacent; if we are obedient we have gained the mastery of ourselves; if we are inexperienced we think nothing too good to be true. The child then begins in hope where the wise man leaves off in despair.
This “capacity for God,” then, this simplicity, this untarnished conscience, this instinctive knowledge of helplessness and ignorance, common to all true children – these things not to be improved upon by any teacher: he can only seek to safeguard them; and, meantime, he must rather study and learn from them himself. But God has, as a matter of fact, manifested Himself upon the field of history and linked together by both natural religion and revelation those things that are called phenomena. He has shown us, for instance, what we could never have guessed for ourselves, that Himself is really and truly as much the Father of our neighbor as of ourself, that He has made us of one blood with men of other nations than our own, and most marvelous of all, that our hunger for justice can only be satisfied by Himself, who is Justice. Certainly the Christian Religion meets our aspirations, but in every point it also transcends them; for the showing of this there was needed the Incarnate Life, the Cross, the Resurrection, the Catholic Church and the sacraments.
These things then are not within the natural knowledge even of children. These enormous events, prophets and kings still desire to see before they believe, can certainly be brought within the grasp of children’s faith, yet they must be brought before they can be grasped. The child who knows, as older folks do not know, the Light that enlightens every man, does not know, unless he is told that this Light was at last set in a lantern and shone among men, outwardly as well as inwardly, a light to their paths as well as a lamp to their feet.
And for this tremendous work – the teaching to children of the greatest things in this world and the next – there is needed in the teacher all that is meant by the words “an intelligent love of children." He must understand them or he cannot teach; and he must love them or he cannot persuade.
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"Without love, deeds, even the most brilliant, count as nothing."
"Our Lord needs from us neither great deeds, nor profound thoughts. Neither intelligence nor talents. He cherishes simplicity."
St. Therese of Lisieux
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Happy Birthday, Hubby!
August 16 was hubby's 34th birthday, so I took him out to dinner.


After dinner, I indulged hubby in one of his favorite pastimes- browsing bookstores- in this case, Barnes and Nobles.



My eye caught this title, and I couldn't resist...

A scoop of Cold Stone for the way home.


Later we watched a movie and enjoyed our current favorite summer dessert- watermelon.



A few days later, we had a small birthday dinner with Ben and 2 of my former roomies, to help us eat the cake.

Since Andrew loves chocolate and peanut butter together, I had to make the Knock Your Socks Off Peanut Butter Cake! So rich, but so deliciously worth it! Note: I deviated slightly from the recipe, cutting out the coffee and peanut butter chips.
After dinner, I indulged hubby in one of his favorite pastimes- browsing bookstores- in this case, Barnes and Nobles.
My eye caught this title, and I couldn't resist...
A scoop of Cold Stone for the way home.
A few days later, we had a small birthday dinner with Ben and 2 of my former roomies, to help us eat the cake.
Since Andrew loves chocolate and peanut butter together, I had to make the Knock Your Socks Off Peanut Butter Cake! So rich, but so deliciously worth it! Note: I deviated slightly from the recipe, cutting out the coffee and peanut butter chips.
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