LaMamacita: July 2009 Archives
Friday we had a "cold front" (ha!) of mid 90's weather, which felt nearly brisk compared to the triple digits of earlier days. We packed up trail mix and pbjs, treasure bags and massive amounts of water and left the house at 8am with the intention of spending most of the day on hiking trails in nearby, hilly Benbrook.
After a mile or so in, on the shoulder of a little country road, we heard mewling and turned to see a pitiful teeny cat face pleading to us from under a bush inside of a chip bag. AWWW. She came to us as soon as we called and the hike was over. Jeff ran to get the car and we brought home a homely, mitey, wormy, starving and lonely kitten with an upper respiratory infection.
Jeff went back, later in the day, to the spot where we found her and combed the area to make sure we didn't leave behind siblings or separate her from mama, but nay. She was all alone. We figure a litter was dumped and the rest were carried off by birds of prey and such. As much as I detest litterbugs, her little Lay's bag may have saved her little life.
I guess she's about four weeks old. We've fixed her up with supplies squirreled from my vet tech days and plenty of good meals and some of my breastmilk freezer stash. She has shattered our intentions of finding her a good home. She's enraptured all of us. Just look at her Groucho Marxsque 'stash!
Litany of St. Mary Magdalene
Lord, have mercy on us. Christ, have mercy on us. Lord, have mercy on us.
Christ, hear us. Christ, graciously hear us.
Holy Mary, Mother of God, Pray for us.
St. Mary Magdalene, Pray for us.
Sister of Martha and Lazarus, Pray for us.
Thou who didst enter the Pharisee's house to anoint the feet of Jesus, Pray for us.
Who didst wash His feet with thy tears, Pray for us.
Who didst dry them with thy hair, Pray for us.
Who didst cover them with kisses, Pray for us.
Who wast vindicated by Jesus before the proud Pharisee, Pray for us.
Who from Jesus received the pardon of thy sins, Pray for us.
Who before darkness wast restored to light, Pray for us.
Mirror of penance, Pray for us.
Disciple of Our Lord, Pray for us.
Wounded with the love of Christ, Pray for us.
Most dear to the Heart of Jesus, Pray for us.
Constant woman, Pray for us.
Last at the Cross of Jesus, first at His tomb, Pray for us.
Thou who wast the first to see Jesus risen, Pray for us.
Whose forehead was sanctified by the touch of thy risen Master, Pray for us.
Apostle of apostles, Pray for us.
Who didst choose the "better part," Pray for us.
Who lived for many years in solitude being miraculously fed, Pray for us.
Who wast visited by Angels seven times a day, Pray for us.
Sweet advocate of sinners, Pray for us.
Spouse of the King of Glory, Pray for us.
V. Saint Mary Magdalene, earnestly intercede for us with thy Divine Master,
R. That we may share thy happiness in Heaven.
Let Us Pray: May the glorious merits of blessed Mary Magdalene, we beseech Thee, O Lord, make our offerings acceptable to Thee, for Thine only-begotten Son vouchsafed graciously to accept the humble service she rendered. We ask this through Him Who liveth and reigneth with Thee and the Holy Ghost, God forever and ever. Amen.
May the prayers of blessed Mary Magdalene help us, O Lord, for it was in answer to them that Thou didst call her brother Lazarus, four days after death, back from the grave to life, Who livest and reignest with the Father and the Holy Ghost, Unity in Trinity, world without end. Amen.
The Mrs Darcy Cardigan! I'm a giant fan of yellow and of cardigans in general; throw in a Jane Austen reference and voila! top of my queue. I have a little cardi on the sticks for my Camila to sharpen my sweater skills before I begin this baby for myself.
Here's the one I'm working for Mila:
It's such a simple, quick pattern. I made a little orange one for her when I was pregnant; she's getting a toddler size, chocolate version this fall. Really great pattern. If only it had a P&P name to make it perfecto, eh?
Today is my little Camila's Feast Day <3
"Why are you afraid? Do you not realise that this is not your work but mine?"
Most wonderful Saint, your compassion for the sick and the dying led you to found the Servants of the Sick. As the Patron of nurses and hospital workers, infuse in them your compassionate spirit. Make hospitals resemble the inn in Christ's Parable to which the Good Samaritan brought the wounded man saying: "Take care of him and I will repay you for it." Amen.
Sure, the high is 104 here in humble DFW, but should that keep you from thinking about putting thick, warm woolen hats on people? I say nay.
I'm aiming this year to be one of those obnoxious gals that has their Christmas gift worries over by winter's beginning. This will be a first by a long stretch. I tell myself July is fusing sweet warmth into my homemade mitts, hats and Kahlua that will make them all extra toasty at Navidad.
Here's an ADORABLE hat that I will make with my new crochet skillz:
And a pretty knit cap as well:
I had this song in my head today. We all packed up early and spent most of it swimming and picnicking at the lake in honor of my Mom's birthday. Life has been all summer lately; water, grass, sports, summer garden goodies, cold liquidy goodies, piling on the bed in the dark in the middle of the day to watch bad Netflix Instants. My boys are on a Gene Wilder kick. Also, on a Roald Dahl kick which led to the Gene Wilder kick. We finished our C.S Lewis trek and have began Dahl with Charlie and the Chocolate factory, then the Enormous Crocodile, now James and the Giant Peach and Matilda on deck. They get to watch the movie version after finishing a book. Wilder was so adored in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory that we showed them Young Frankenstein. I've never seen my Jacob laugh so hard. And luckily the racy bits went over him. I'm pretty sure. The drawback is now it's hilarious to smack your plate at dinner and yell loudly "SEE!! THERE!! I'm touching my food!!" Ahh well.
I digress and ramble. Summer Skin:
Popping in from our feasty day to wish you a merry one! Boom!
