2015 turned out to be a hard year for my family. Right before our son's first birthday, my husband left the Army (he decided not to re-enlist) but didn't have a job lined up. We were prepared for a short period of unemployment-- we had some savings-- and we were optimistic about job opportunities in … Continue reading A Dog and St. Francis or Why Mean Thomists Can Suck It
Up Too Late is going on hiatus and here's why
Today's prompt is: "You have $300 and a Prius, describe the 2,800 mile road trip from NYC to LA". I modified it a little since I've actually lived this road trip. This essay is my memory of driving the 2,470 mile road trip from Conneaut Lake, PA to Fillmore, CA in August 2009. The August … Continue reading California or Bust!
Today's prompt was "Write about your first job". It is a juxtaposition to grow up in a small, rural town that also serves as the summer getaway for hundreds of people from not-too-distant big cities. For two-thirds of the year, the population is about 3500 people in my hometown, the streets are quiet, and the … Continue reading My First Job
For the next 60 (week)days, I'll be writing a short essay in response to a writing prompt. My writing has become a little stale lately, so this will (hopefully) spice it up again. Today's prompt is, "Write about the first time you held someone's hand". I do not remember the first time I held someone's … Continue reading Reaching Out, Touching Hands
So I decided to give growing things another go. We have plenty of seeds lying around and eat avocados regularly, so I thought, "It's warm again, why not?" So I planted a bunch of flowers and some eggplant, put two avocado pits in water, and prayed. So far, so good! There's now one more tiny … Continue reading Haphazardly Homesteading: Vol 3. Here I Go Again
Recently, I was accepted into two professional programs out of UCLA's School of Theater, Film, and Television–– writing for late night comedy and screenwriting. It's caused me to reflect on this passion a lot, even though I've written about it before. I was re-reading my application essays and thought they really succinctly summed up my … Continue reading Holding Myself Back and Breaking Free
Much like grief, there are several stages to realizing you're definitely a princess. Twelve, in fact. Here we go. 1. Disgust At first, disgust roils inside of you at the mere mention of possibly being a princess. "Me? A princess? I don't think so! I'm not some snotty, snooty, brat who has everything handed to … Continue reading The 12 Stages of Becoming a Princess
Breastfeeding is a beautiful gift between mother and child that reflects the nourishing nature of God. It's a very grand work. Literally nourishing another person with your body! In fact, it's an image of the Eucharist. Who else gave His body to feed us? Who else's body do we literally feast on and put at the center of our faith and our lives? Jesus!
Since 2005, when Fall Out Boy's second studio album, From Under the Cork Tree, came out, I've held a theory that bassist Pete Wentz, and possibly frontman Patrick Stump, has some sort of relationship with Catholicism. There's never been any explicit mentions of Catholicism in their music to lead me to believe this nor did … Continue reading The Church of the Outcasts