Gratitude journal:
789) Catholic bloggers
790) my computer
791) the internet
792) virtual friends
793) peppermint bark
794) Christmas dresses
795) hot cocoa candle
796) girl time
797) husband and wife love
798) Girl and dog love
799) old friendship
800) lunch at a tiny café
801) prayer intentions
802) solitude
803) steak dinners!
804) hand cream
805) Provencal flowers
806) homemade soap
807) hockey games
808) tea
809) The Psalms
810) The Gospel of John
811) The Epistles
812) graduating from college
813) finding love
814) violets
815) individual snowflakes
816) grocery stores
817) trivia games
818) church events
819) Eucharist
820) snow boots
821) warm gloves
822) hats
823) heating systems
824) stars
825) waves
826) first kisses
827) the garden
828) watching movies with friends
829) fresh laundry
830) PJ pants
831) bright towels
832) votive candles
833) fuzzy slippers
834) flavored water
835) pharmacies
836) movie love scenes (the good ones, not the tacky TMI ones)
837) old letters
838) grandmothers
839) journal pages
Outside my window::
It’s clear and cold. Brrrr.
Wearing::
A red cashmere sweater; navy blue tights under brown boot-cut pants; wool socks; nutmeg colored boots. It’s COLD today—3 at lunchtime with the wind chill—so I’m doing tried-and-true layers.
Reading::
The Painted Girls (on my Nook); re-reading Mother Teresa and Me. Last week I read What to do when Jesus is Hungry, about the corporal and spiritual works of mercy, and I highly recommend it! A lot of food for thought and timely with Lent coming up shortly.
In the CD player::
A mix CD of rock songs. Because when it’s cold, you need good music.
Creating::
More novel stuff—writing and re-writing some scenes. Also have ideas for my next two writing projects.
Cooking::
Gosh, I’m getting so bad at my meal planning. I need to refocus! But this week it’s going to be mostly warm, homey things: soup tonight, and maybe lemon pasta tomorrow, to remind me of summer.
Praying::
For my family; friends in school and seminary.
Living the Liturgy::
I have found that when I say the Hours daily, at set times, my life is a lot better. A LOT, lot better. So I’m rededicating myself to saying lauds, vespers, office of readings, and compline, if I remember (I take my breviary with me to work, so I have to remember to say compline before I pack it in my work bag).
Plans for the week::
Surprisingly, not much. The calendar is wide-open, which is good for hibernation. Gives me time to do audition prep.
Working out::
Circuit training continues. Hopefully it’ll be warmer on Thursday so I won’t freeze going to the gym !
What do you have to do for the next writing projects or is that still up in the air.
One is a YA novel about a high school junior who spends the summer with her grandmother, whom she doesn’t really know and who doesn’t really like her! The other is sort of coalescing.
Awesome! Hopefully they are not anti-raisin lovers
I find I’m the same with the daily office too. If it goes undone, I don’t seem sufficiently grounded in my priorities, you know? (Love how you lay this post out too!)
Thanks, Leanne! It’s funny how the office grounds us, isn’t it? It’s almost like an alarm clock going off.