Mattyisms

I'm just rockin' through "Great Expectations". I'm almost done at a booming 50 pages per day. Yikes!

Anyhoo, this is what's amusing me today:

Matty: "Can I hold Katie? I gave her my hiccups."

Ohh, something that has put me a bit behind on reading is the arrival of my new...

drum roll... please...

iPod Touch!!!

So much fun. So far I've put on iMissal, some music and a grocery app. The app store is just like the proverbial candy store, and I'm trying to be prudent in my purchases.

Something that should be helping my reading schedule is this ugly bug that's sweeping the bigger people in our house and the fact our van is un-driveable.

Tomorrow we are implementing a new schedule for school and life. I have great hopes for a rhythm in our home.

I Should be Reading, but...

It would seem I'm doing everything but reading. This is totally out of character. The material in question that I should be reading is Great Expectations. Truly I could work up my own emotions of depression, without the help of Mr. Dickens. But it is part of THE COURSE, so read it I must. Just not right now ;).
So instead I will blog about things I'm thinking and pondering:
Katherine is sooo beautiful, especially when she smiles.
Toddlers are very cute, especially when they say "buh bye".
Pre-schoolers are very sweet when they insist that you forgot to "kees" them.
Older children provide entertainment too. A conversation overheard:
Boy child 1(disgustedly): "Mom gave me girl socks". (Much disdain in the word "girl")
Boy child 2: "Don't worry. No one can see through your boots unless they have x-ray vision and we don't."
Boy child 1: "You're right."
Another social disaster averted by boy logic. Words cannot express how grateful I am that no one has x-ray vision around here. That would be very complicated.
Science:
Boy child 1: "Why did God even make snot?"
Boy child 2: when asked to think about possible reasons: "It's extra water that makes us pee more."
Me: "Huh?!?"
It seems there's some work to do.

And now onwards and upwards into the bleak world that is Great Expectations.

A Jonah Day

It is a gorgeous spring like day outside.  I can hear the sounds of birds bustling through their day and children building imaginary worlds, peacefully together, I might add.  My house is silent but for the sound of the dishwasher and my typing.  From my window I can see the children, the fluttering leaves from a gentle wind and the glowing reflection of the morning sun on the very green trees.  But I am in a funk.  I can feel a migraine coming on.  I know that I have tonnes of stuff to do in the house, yard and garden, but am totally disinclined to do them.  Which adds guilt.  

And at the very top of this is THE COURSE.  It looms like Snoopy pretending to be a vulture.  I am determined to go back to school.  I want a Theology degree.  But I cannot find a distance ed school in Canada that offers it.  So I have to at least start on my Humanities degree through Athabasca University.  Which is a liberal Canadian post-secondary institute.  So the courses will be flavoured by this philosophy.  And to top it off I (me, myself) signed up for the wrong course.  I hit the wrong button when ordering and am now forced to do a literary prose course, full of angry books, by authors who might be my brothers and sisters in Christ, but are not close friends.  I read/laboured through the introduction of my course last night and upon reflection, probably agreed with all of 2 sentences.  The intro alone is angry.  It is full of hate for organized religion, and "chauvinistic society" that oppresses native peoples.  There is no examination of purity of intention here and certainly no quarter given to Judasim(an attack of the Old Testament) My anxiety is how do I defend my faith but still pass?  How do I not become tainted by this anger and lack of hope?  I think ice cream might help.  Oh and lots of prayer.  St. Thomas Moore, pray for me.