In the bedroom

So over at Suscipio we’ve been talking about Hallowed Be This House at our book club (You should come join us, really! We love to talk books.). The last chapter deals with the bedroom. Jenny covered the married couple angle, so I shall take her bait and cover the single gal angle.

My bedroom has always been important to me. When I lived at home, it was my own little universe; all my books, music, and belonging were stored there. Mom liked it to be kept fairly clean. It changed colors, from yellow (nursery), to pink (childhood), to lavender (middle school) to a minty green and robin’s egg blue combo color (post-transplant), which I loved. (I would love to paint this room, too….but alas, rental agreement…)


Now, my bedroom doesn’t have to be my library, my music room, my homework area, and the place I relax. Instead, I use it mostly for sleeping and keeping special things.

In my townhouse, my bedroom is in the back, overlooking the sort of communal “yard” space we have. So most mornings I wake up to birds singing, if it’s not raining or other wise ‘weathering.’

My bed is probably my favorite part of the room. It’s a full size bed so I have room to spread out, and there’s room for Caroline the Rabbit, as well as any books I’m reading. The nightstand has a Tiffany-style lamp bought at one of my mom’s favorite local furniture stores. At the end of the day, this is where I journal, read, and write.

Caroline the Rabbit and rosary (Yes Caroline is missing an eye. She's had a rough life.)

Caroline the Rabbit and rosary (Yes Caroline is missing an eye. She’s had a rough life.)


My dresser and nightstand I’ve had since I was about 10 years old. The nightstand holds prayer books, pens/pencils, and some journals that I’ve filled. The dresser is on its last legs, and doesn’t hold a whole lot anymore, because it can’t (or the drawers won’t open). On top I keep my jewelry box, a train case that I got at an antique store that holds extra makeup and toiletries, and my perfumes and body splashes. I put my makeup on in the bathroom. (Used to do it in my bedroom; blush makes a mess on white stain. I know this for a fact.)



The only light in the room is from the window or the lamp, so it’s a pretty low-key, quiet space. It never gets very bright. Only my alarm clock provides any sort of noise when it goes off during the workweek. I have one TV in my house, and it’s in the living room.

Near the window is a new acquisition: a side table I bought at Target. Its dark stain contrasts with the rest of the room nicely. On top are a few hardback books, a white rose in a mint julep cup (also from Target), and my cochlear implant cleaner and battery charger. The drawer holds new journals and CI supplies.


I love the journal on top--Christmas gift from my parents.

I love the journal on top–Christmas gift from my parents.

But the bottom? That has some of my favorite things: my hardcover Penguin Classics. I love having them here in my room, because they are beautiful, and they just look so nice grouped as a collection, instead of spread throughout my house. And everyone’s rooms need some Jane!

L-R: Sense and Sensibility, Pride and Prejudice, Mansfield Park, Emma, Persuasion, Northanger Abbey, Little Women, The Woman In White, Inferno, Les Miserables

L-R: Sense and Sensibility, Pride and Prejudice, Mansfield Park, Emma, Persuasion, Northanger Abbey, Little Women, The Woman In White, Inferno, Les Miserables

The trunk at the foot of my bed holds some old medical equipment (nebulizers, in case I need them, which is rare) and thick blankets for winter. I love blankets, and I love to sleep in a cold room, so I keep lots of blankets on hand.

On the wall, I keep a ribbon board with reminders of family, friends and faith.

A campaign button

A campaign button

College graduation day!

College graduation day!

BXVI on a postcard from Germany

BXVI on a postcard from Germany

An audience card from JPII's papacy (I didn't see this, but one of my besties did and she brought this back for me!)

An audience card from JPII’s papacy (I didn’t see this, but one of my besties did and she brought this back for me!)

My college ID; my first communion; my best friend's wedding

My college ID; my first communion; my best friend’s wedding

And above the new nightstand is my transplant photo.

Transplant picture

Transplant picture

Yep, that’s my surgeon, and those are my lungs in the cooler. I keep thinking the nurse is really ordering twelve large pizzas from the nearby pizza place. She’s probably talking about something less interesting but more vital to, you know, keeping me alive. On the mat are the signatures of all the people involved in my care, my two best friends, and my pastor (at the time). I want to get a crucifix for this room, too. I have one downstairs that my friends bought for me in Munich, when they were visiting Germany in 2006 (since the Pope’s former diocese was Munich, they thought it was appropriate.)

Munich Crucifix

Munich Crucifix

For me, the room is a nest. It’s the place I end and begin my day, and I want it to be quiet and calm and cozy. Sometimes the moon shines in through the window, and I love watching the sun come up over the trees in the yard. The bedposts of my bed are decorated with the rosaries I’ve had throughout my life; I can’t seem to get rid of them, not that I want to!


Some of them aren’t even mine, but ones friends have left here. They jangle when I change the sheets. I also keep a rosary under my pillow, because saying the rosary in bed is an excellent thing to do, especially when I can’t sleep.

So, that’s my bedroom, the nest/the cave, whatever you’d like to call it. 🙂

sede vacante

And we’re in the interregum.


This is a strange time for Catholics, the interregum, the sede vacante: the vacant seat. We have no pope, no spiritual father here on Earth.

In the Eucharistic Prayer, the part where we pray for the pope will be omited. That’s really strange, because you have an internal dialogue going, and then…it doesn’t match up.

I hope the cardinals pick a new pope soon. It’s very strange to be without one.

I’m not as emotionally attached to B XVI, although I was very proud that he was elected (and relieved!). He was a good pope. He’s a brilliant theologian. I guess every Catholic’s “first” pope (that they’re conscious of) is important to them, and since mine was JPII, his loss rocked my world. He seemed like he would never leave. After his death, the impermanence of the papacy really came home. I knew how lucky we were to have such a man for so long. But having BXVI for eight years is something I am supremely grateful for having. He has made the church better, he has given us some amazing documents, speeches, and books, and has left his own mark on all of us.

In reading a lot of comments on today’s news stories (which I shouldn’t have done, because I KNOW BETTER), there were some things that need addressed:

  1. Papal infallibility is NOT MAGIC. It was formally pronounced in the 1870s at Vatican I, but has probably been around since the beginning of the Church, with the first actual use of it, as we know it, in the 460s. The Pope can only use it in limited circumstances, and since Vatican I it has been invoked only twice, both for Marian Doctrines: The Immaculate Conception, and the Assumption, the latter being proclaimed in 1950! If you want more on this, go here
  2. Sorry, we can’t make cardinals like 35 years old. Deal with it. In Catholic hierarchy, you’re a priest, then a bishop (or archbishop, depending on the diocese), then a cardinal. It takes a long time to be a priest, so, no, we’re not going to have like a 40 year old Pope. Mid fifties is about as young as we get (and that’s about how old JPII was when he was elected). And remember, the pope decides appointments of bishops and cardinals–so most priests don’t even get that far. There’s just not enough dioceses.
  3. No, there will never be women priests. We’ve covered this.
  4. Same on contraception being allowed. Not happening.

I’m not sure why these four issues seem to be such bugaboos for people, but…they are, so go, “educate yourself!” (assuming you need to. But since you read here, I’m assuming you don’t need to.)

As for Conclave:

  • There are more cardinals currently in Rome than are allowed to vote. Remember, you have to be under 80 to vote for the next pope. Everyone in the conclave is eligible to be Pope. Remember that, too. 
  • As much as I would like Dolan or my coz, I think it’ll be a non-USA dude. Not that this is shocking to anyone. (And yeah, I just called the cardinals “dudes”. We’re keeping it real, here. :-P)
  • Cardinals can’t talk about conclave, about the vote, about anything that happens in there. It’s discernment. It’s Holy Spirit time. It sort of amazes me that so many in the press and public immediately think shady things are happening when things are done in privacy, in secret. This is no different than most church elections. If you know people are going to blab about it, you can’t be open in your talk and discussions. Calm. Down.

Catholic Cooking–UPDATED with Lenten archives link!

We all know I love to cook, so when I found this site, I got pretty excited, especially when I saw the recipe for this. 

I mean, fasting bread? How awesome!

This broth recipe also looks great for Good Friday.

Here’s the entire Lenten/Holy Week archives. Have fun!

“I’m a what?”

I’m an ESFJ.

That means:

Guardians of birthdays, holidays and celebrations, ESFJs are generous entertainers. They enjoy and joyfully observe traditions and are liberal in giving, especially where custom prescribes.

All else being equal, ESFJs enjoy being in charge. They see problems clearly and delegate easily, work hard and play with zest. ESFJs, as do most SJs, bear strong allegiance to rights of seniority. They willingly provide service (which embodies life’s meaning) and expect the same from others.

ESFJs are easily wounded. And when wounded, their emotions will not be contained. They by nature “wear their hearts on their sleeves,” often exuding warmth and bonhomie, but not infrequently boiling over with the vexation of their souls. Some ESFJs channel these vibrant emotions into moving dramatic performances on stage and screen.

Strong, contradictory forces consume the ESFJ. Their sense of right and wrong wrestles with an overwhelming rescuing, ‘mothering’ drive. This sometimes results in swift, immediate action taken upon a transgressor, followed by stern reprimand; ultimately, however, the prodigal is wrested from the gallows of their folly, just as the noose tightens and all hope is lost, by the very executioner!

An ESFJ at odds with self is a remarkable sight. When a decision must be made, especially one involving the risk of conflict (abhorrent to ESFJs), there ensues an in-house wrestling match between the aforementioned black-and-white Values and the Nemesis of Discord. The contender pits self against self, once firmly deciding with the Right, then switching to Prudence to forestall hostilities, countered by unswerving Values, ad exhaustium, winner take all.

As caretakers, ESFJs sense danger all around–germs within, the elements without, unscrupulous malefactors, insidious character flaws. The world is a dangerous place, not to be trusted. Not that the ESFJ is paranoid; ‘hyper-vigilant’ would be more precise. And thus they serve excellently as protectors, outstanding in fields such as medical care and elementary education.


This is mostly right, I suppose. Read the rest here, and then take your own test. 🙂

I am definitely the guardian of holidays and birthdays.

And I do enjoy Mrs. Weasley (to see how that fits, you have to read the whole thing. 😀 )

Home Sweet Home

In blogland, that is.

It’s sort of a running joke that I have about 5 million blogs. There’s the first one, then the second one, then the blog 3.0. This one was supposed to be sort of a scrapbook, just for this year.

But see, I love this blog. I love wordpress, I love the followers, I love my readers here. It’s so much easier to interact with all of you!

So…I am going to downsize, and (try to) import as many as the old blogs over here, so that everything is in one place. That way, new readers can catch up on the old stuff, and old readers who want to know where I went when I Abandoned Blog 3.0 can find me again.

So there might be a TON of stuff popping up over in the “archives” section. 🙂 You’ve been warned!

Disney Update

People. There is heaven on Earth.

It is the Disney Beach Club. 

There is a sandy-bottom pool.

There is a lazy river.

There is a lovely pool side eats place. 

There are lots of lovely restaurants near a lovely boardwalk.

But, most of all….

There is chocolate coke. And there are free refills. 

I may never leave.

Catholic Women’s Almanac No. 23

Outside my window::

It’s sunny and breezy. I want spring. Now. 🙂 Today is sort of obliging.

I am wearing::

a kelly green boatneck top and a full skirt with a lemon print on a cream background. Talbot’s makes the best full skirts. I had on brown flats earlier but they’re off now. 🙂

In the CD Player::

Adele’s 19


I read a lot last week. I finished Life of Christ, and I have to say, it was a slog. It’s long, it’s dull. There are much better books to read. Happily, Above All Things was one of them: it’s a wonderful novel about George Mallory, famous Everest fanatic, and his wife, Ruth. A great, great read. When you finish that, go read Into Thin Air. And then be glad you don’t live in the mountains. (Like, the high mountains…)


I’m working on a new piece that’s really compelling me to write it–I have no idea where it’s going to go, beyond a few set scenes. We’ll see!

Around the house::

I cleared bathroom drains this weekend. Isn’t that exciting? 🙂 I have to mop the kitchen floor and vacuum, and empty the upstairs trash.

In the kitchen::

Tonight eating out with T, but tomorrow PW mac and cheese, and then I want to try a (healthier) version of chicken-fried steak (if there is such a thing…) with mashed potatoes. I need to come up with a meal for Thursday…so I’m on the prowl. 🙂

Praying for::

Margaret and her family

The Pope

The cardinals


The getting up earlier thing IS WORKING! Yay!!!! 🙂 🙂 Fish Fry No. 2 this week on Friday.

Plans for the week::

Lunch w/ dad on Thursday and Friday; Symphony with mom and dad this weekend (my dad has never been to the Symphony. I am nice and chose a very easy program for him. We also got a steal on the tickets!)

CSO Program is:

BEETHOVEN Concerto No. 4 in G Major for Piano and Orchestra, Op. 58
FRAZELLE Elegy for Strings
MENDELSSOHN Symphony No. 3 in A Minor, Op. 56, Scottish

I love Beethoven and Mendelssohn, so score for me. 🙂


And, just for today: Oscar thoughts::

Glad Jennifer Lawrence won Best Actress. She’s just a great, down-to-earth seeming person. Daniel Day Lewis wins again. No surprise re: Anne. Christoph apparently wins Oscars for playing bad guys: first a Nazi, and then a slave hunter. Nice! My dad saw Argo; I haven’t yet, but it’ s in the queue now.


I’m watching Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

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Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban on

I’m watching Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

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Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets on

I’m watching Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone

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Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone on