June 4, 2013 Leave a comment
I have some fun stuff about the book trailer we filmed this weekend, over at my author blog. Check it out!
Lenten Challenges and Meatless Fridays
May 25, 2013 Leave a comment
Here are seven thoughts on the death of our good old dog, Willow: pro-life issues, faith vs. works, and do all dogs really go to heaven?
I’m also searching for a mid-1980s era CYO boy’s basketball shirt. If you live in the PA/DE/MD/NJ area and have one of these, let me know? If you don’t, say a prayer to St. Anthony. I need to find one by next Saturday, June 1, to use in the filming of my book trailer.
That was the calm, cool, professional prayer request. Now allow me to go all kinds of “SQUEEEEEEE I HAVE TO MAKE A BOOK TRAILER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1!”
May 6, 2013 Leave a comment
Check out my author blog for a review of the Catholic YA novel The King’s Gambit by John McNichol. Good stuff!
April 20, 2013 9 Comments
First: Talk to me about veiling. Why do you? Why don’t you?
It’s been an issue on my heart for many a year now. I tried it for a while, somewhat subtly, starting first with scarves worked into my hairstyle, then just using at least a headband, then making sure I was at least wearing earrings as a sign of womanly obedience… and now I’m lucky if I’ve gotten a shower before Sunday Mass. I know it’s a symbol of humility, covering the glory of my messy, roots-showing hair. I know I should cover my hair because the angels are present when the Eucharist is consecrated and all that… but. I attend daily Mass as well, usually in jeans and sometimes in my pajama sweats, because that’s the only way to get the garden watered and the four pets fed before we leave and get three children there in time, and that’s even with 2/3 of them crying over something or other. A lacy mantilla with jeans? Um…
But. The older two are the only children available to serve at the altar in our parish at daily Mass. I’m okay with that (they’re serving Mother Church, not fructifying the sanctuary, just like a nurse serves at a delivery but doesn’t get the mother pregnant). If I veil, they’ll want to, and there’ll be no hiding it then. We’re already the only family that regularly attends daily Mass. I’m an introvert. I’m not sure I’m put together for answering yet more questions from well-intentioned acquaintances who already think we are weirder than weird. Will I have to justify why my kids are veiled and serving at the altar?
But. I’m in choir, and I’ve already gotten one “Wow, a scapular? Haven’t seen one of those things in years!” when mine was sticking out after a hurried shirt-change on the way to practice. I’ve also been asked to cantor. Am I ready for that much more on top of it all? See above, re: introversion.
Second: Kassie aka Mom and 8kidsandabusiness both gave me different blogging awards. It’s humbling and exciting… and I honestly don’t know what to do with them! I see others have their blogging awards posted constantly on their blogs, and I would know how to do that if I were still coding HTML from scratch, but I’m not, and I’m so overwhelmed that I’m about to cry from frustration or hormonal imbalance or from just long-term overwhelmed-ness… Anyway, I wasn’t ignoring the awards out of, um, ignorance towards you personally but out of ignorance of blogging. Can anybody hold my hand and pass me a tissue?
Third: If you’d like to read an instance of me being at peace about something, visit my writing blog, Will Write for Tomato Pie. However, that site is in need of attention from someone who knows what she’s doing, and these days, that someone doesn’t seem to be me.
So, it seems today’s theme is feeling/being called but not being equipped. Like, at all.
In honor of this being one of my few rants, please enjoy this picture of our new dog, Sigma.
April 12, 2013 Leave a comment
It’s the first meatless Friday after the Octave of Easter. What better way to celebrate than by participating in National Grilled Cheese Day.
I don’t know why it’s today or how it came about. I do know that I love me some grilled cheese.
On a far more grim note, please take a moment to visit twitter’s #gosnell tweets. I’m @erinmcop.
“The truth is like a lion. You don’t have to defend it. Set it loose. It will defend itself.”
April 4, 2013 Leave a comment
I’m assuming you now see how little value our culture has for a parent who stays at home instead of going out to work. Sure, we hear platitudes, “Of course you work, honey. You just don’t get a paycheck.” I already knew this going in to Lent 2013, but the work I do as a homeschooling mother is the equivalent of our family hiring a cook, laundry service, (very bad) cleaning service, three private school tuitions, private transportation… shall I go on? I save our family tens of thousands of US$ per year. Why is it that if a woman earns that much, she’s a valued employee, but if she saves that much, Google autofill describes her as a lazy, annoying, stupid leech?Just because you don’t see what you’re giving your family in terms of dollars and cents, girlfriend, your worth is beyond rubies.
As Ven. Fulton Sheen said, “There are not one hundred people in the United States who hate the Catholic Church, but there are millions who hate what they wrongly perceive the Catholic Church to be.” No, you probably should not receive a consecrated Eucharist in which you don’t believe (if you value your integrity, anyway)… but you can come on over to my kitchen table, and I’ll feed you some love and laughter and a slow cooker of vegan black bean soup. Can you still hate me then? Can you still say I hate you? The Catholic Church is the Body of Christ on earth. The domestic church is how we can be that Body of Christ in a world hell-bent on crucifying us.
Before you pick up those nails, though, would you like a freshly-baked pita?
Tomorrow I’m taking First Shift shopping, because they decided to buy the stick blender. Okay. Gotta go get a hankie…
April 1, 2013 Leave a comment
Outwardly, this seems luxurious for Good Friday: Seafood? Really? With white wine? When seen in the light of using stuff up in the fridge, though, hopefully the indulgence factor drops. I also based this on a family recipe that called for a can of condensed lobster bisque, but we’re aiming for from-scratch per the rules.
I had wanted to have some deep, meaningful reflections for the most solemn day of our faith year… but between choir practices and making sure Mr. M was equipped to manage a loud, squirmy preschooler through collective hours of Triduum doings… stuffed potatoes with salad it as good as it got. Humility can just show up in the form of a recipe without a reflection.
Wait. Did I just give a reflection in spite of the humility? Sheesh, you can’t even dress me up, much less take me out.
Krabby Stuffed Potatoes (prep time: 3 min + 15 minutes)
5 baking potatoes, scrubbed and baked in the slow cooker on low 6-12 hours
1 T butter
1 T flour
1 t salt
1/4 t black pepper
1/4 c white wine or vegetable stock
1 8oz can PLAIN tomato sauce
1/4 c heavy cream
1/2 c shredded sharp cheese
1/2 lb “krab” pollock seafood flakes
As your potatoes are baking in your slow cooker, melt butter over medium heat. In a small bowl, whisk flour with salt and pepper. Sprinkle seasoned flour over butter, then whisk in wine/stock. Let that reduce over medium-high for about 3 minutes, then whisk in tomato sauce and cream. Once that’s all bubbly, fold in cheese and stir until melted and smooth. Fold in “krab” and heat through.
Cut potatoes open on their individual serving plates, then pour “krabby” stuffing inside.
Speaking of humility, it tasted way better than this picture looks.
And, folks, there you have it: a meatless, cheapo Lent for 5. I shall post our obligatory “I Learned Something Today” reflection sometime soon. Stay tuned, Mackerelsnapper fans. Erm, all three of you.
OH! Gluten-free friends? Corn starch for the flour should work.