Saturday Morning Cartoon.

Since I'm busy cooking and getting ready for Easter dinner tomorrow, I hope you don't mind that I wrote this earlier in the week.

Because of the importance of tomorrow- a day that changed history for the entire world, believers or no- I am breaking with my usual flashback cartoon and going with a new cartoon that means so much more.



God bless.

What the heck?

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The first person that can accurately guess what is going on in each picture wins the honor of being right and I'll mention you and promote your blog/website right here on DivaHick's blog! (I know, I know- but it's all I can do this week.)

Spring and Fall

If you know me, and you know what's happened this year, you'll understand why I've posted this this week. Forgive me if you don't hear from me this week. But you understand.

Spring and Fall
by Gerard Manley Hopkins

Margaret, are you grieving
Over Goldengrove unleaving?
Leaves, like the things of man, you
With your fresh thoughts care for, can you?
Ah! as the heart grows older
It will come to such sights colder
By and by, nor spare a sigh
Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie;
And yet you will weep and know why.
Now no matter, child, the name:
Sorrow's springs are the same.
Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed
What héart héard of, ghóst guéssed:
It is the blight man was born for,
It is Margaret you mourn for.

Happy Palm Sunday

So a few years ago, I took FarmerGeek to his first Palm Sunday mass at a Catholic Church. This was after we were engaged and after we found out that we needed to ask for a special dispensation from the diocese to get married since FarmerGeek, although Christian, was never formally baptized. (If you have questions go to his blog ask him because I never explain it right. Then ask him why Fr. Al offered to set him on fire. It's a great story.) ANYWAYS, part of Palm Sunday mass is a renewal of your baptismal vows and the priest will sprinkle holy water on the congregation as part of the blessing of the Palms.

Now my fiancee (now my husband) was not knowledgeable of the ways of the Catholic Church and I have a wicked sense of humor. He responded with an "I do" doing the renewal of the vows (for those that he did believe). As soon as Fr. Al started to come around with the holy water, I told him he had to duck, because if he got hit by the holy water after saying the vows, he'd be baptized Catholic. (Which is patently not true, but really funny.) You should have seen the look on his face. You should have heard the horror in my grandmother's voice when I told her what I did. You also should have heard Fr. Al laughing when I told him during our Pre-Cana.

Well I thought about it this morning, and whispered to him he'd really better duck since he was on the end. After Fr. Tom (we moved) came by with the holy water, I looked at Farmer Geek at said, "You didn't duck?" with wide-eyed surprise. He informed me that he'd actually gotten hit twice.

After Mass we went to grab a bite to eat and I noticed on his neck and chest there was a rash starting.

Obviously welts from where the holy water hit...

Happy Holy Week.

Saturday Morning Cartoon.

I love this one...

And I really do love cartoons. Innocent happy cartoons. I wish that Saturday morning cartoon would come back. Who's with me?

Friday Free For All

Oh yes people, there will be rambling, there will be incoherence, there will be run on sentences, there will be a Friday Free For All!!!!

So here's what I hate about spring. It seems that every year something bad happens to my family in the spring. Every year. I'm just waiting for the shoe to drop this year. It could be some many different things. Then I hate the allergies. And I hate that this part of spring is always like a holding pattern to me. I want to plant, but it's to early there's still frost. I want to hatch chickens but as we recently found out the county can't license our home for foster to adopt if the chicks are inside and Marc and I can't agree on whether we should buy eggs and try to hatch them in the coop. Also there's so many things I want around my home but since we didn't live here last spring and last fall was so horrible we didn't get them planted. Things like a lilac bush and strawberries. I really miss lilacs. Although I'm allergic to them.

Things I like about spring. There's crocuses (or is it croci?) in the yard. And some sprigs that look suspiciously like asparagus, but aren't in a spot that make any sense for someone to plant asparagus. I like the clothing I get to wear. And I can walk around and dream and plan. And the chickens are laying again. And I get to plan out the garden etc...

Btw I'm watching reruns of 90210 (the original) and Dylan is supposed to have cracked ribs. Do you think you could yell if you had cracked ribs? Or make out?

Just curious.

And do you think getting a wringer washer's a good idea if it's electric? A hand cranked one could be mighty useful, but...

And I'm getting my hair done at the fancy salon tomorrow!!! I'm driving into the city to do it!!! (I've decided we now have a "town" a "city" and "a big city". What used to be the big city is now the the city and the place we went shopping is now the big city.)

March Went Out Like a Lamb

This is an expose of the local politician eating the brains of his candidate.

April Fool's!

Anyways, if you are addicted to blogs, you've probably seen this, if not- it'sreally funny.

Now I'm going to take a nap. Why does 5AM insist on coming so darn early?