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Montage Monday:) A Week in a Steamy Peek

15 Aug

Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather. ~John Ruskin

It’s been a very hot and steamy week here in McKinney, in the great state of Texas. But… we finally got a little rain today and the gloomy grey clouds have hovered overhead with a thick protective blanket. Thank you clouds. It always amazes me how a gloomy rainy day can be treasured by so many. Yay, rain!

A week in a peek. I had a good hot week with hot friends and hot weather, and I hope your week was swell. Does anyone say swell anymore?

And for my friends and family back home in Chicago. It’s been hot there too, but pretty soon you’ll be shoveling.

Sunday Sermon and Sizzling Heat

10 Aug

What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps me in a continual state of inelegance.

 Jane Austen quotes 


I set my alarm for 7am so I could get a walk/run in before the heat and getting ready for church. I only lasted 45 minutes, but that was pretty good for a warm morning. 

A quick shower, dressed, and out the door by 8:39. I actually got to church early enough to get a great parking spot. 

Today’s Gospel was about the “bread of life.” 

Gospel.            John 6: 41-61

…..Amen, amen, I say to you,

whoever believes has eternal life. 

I am the bread of life. 

Your ancestors ate the manna in the desert, but they died;

this is the bread that comes down from heaven

so that one may eat it and not die. 

I am the living bread that came down from heaven;

whoever eats this bread will live forever;

and the bread that I will give is my flesh for the life of the world.” ….


My take on it… If you believe that Jesus came down from heaven, became man, and gave his life for us, then you will know eternal life or see heaven. That’s what I think the Gospel is telling us, but I also think that it means faith in something that we can’t see or understand is important. Sacrificing for others, caring , loving, keeping the commandments is how we emulating the life of Jesus, and a way to reach heaven. 


Now, for the rest of my day. After Mass, I went to Sprouts to get some fresh fruit and vegetables. Avocados were only 3 for $1. Woo hoo! I love avocados and a great sale.  

It was already VERY hot by the time I got home, and it was only going to get hotter. Breakfast was followed by a short visit with my neighbor’s dog. I’m going to doggie sit tomorrow and we were acclimating. 

Isn’t she cute?

Then off to the a Square for a book signing and coloring party at Filtered. Pamela Robinson-Thompson has created and published 50 Shades of Fun: The New Joy of Coloring. Kinda like an adult coloring book, but suitable for children. Very fun and relaxing. 

If you’re looking for an artistic, meditative, zen-like way to relax, pick up a book on Amazon. 
Then, Lynne and I had dinner at Taqueria Hernandez. Gorditas to die for. By 6 pm, the heat was blasting. My drive home was a bit warm, to say the least. Thank God for air conditioning. Really, He didn’t invent it, but I still thank Him for it. 

Not sure what the heat index was, but it was hotter than H-E-double hockey sticks!

Happy Sunday!

Montage Monday

17 Jun

“Summer in the deep South is not only a season, a climate, it’s a dimension. Floating in it, one must be either proud or submerged.”
― Eugene Walter, The Untidy Pilgrim
It’s been a pretty hot and steamy week. My friend, Kat and I have been walking early in the morning before it gets too hot, and around 8pm after the sun sinks down below the tree line and a little cooler. But, I can’t complain. It’s June in Texas, and it hasn’t been in the 100’s. Count our blessings while we can.

So, here’s my week in a peek.



Sizzlin’ Saturday

8 Jun

What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps me in a continual state of inelegance.
Jane Austen
Well, we finally went and did it. All that complaining about our dreadful winter and freezing temps, I knew I’d start complaining about the heat soon enough.

I got up early for a walk, but it was already in the 80’s. I went to a 9:30 Zumba class right afterwards, and by the time I slid my sweaty self into the car at 10:45, I thought I was going to melt. 90’s are not fun…but we’ve only just begun the summer. Wait, it isn’t even officially summer yet.

I spent the afternoon on the Square, and ran into my friend Sherri at Snug. What made this such a cool coincidence is, (excuse the pun) she had recently found an old friend on Facebook and they were getting together after not seeing each other in twenty-five years. I enjoyed having lunch with them and meeting Mary. How cool is that? I know Facebook gets a bad rap sometimes, but, it does have its merits.


After hanging on the Square, I came home and decided to cool off by cleaning out the freezer. Not really a good idea on a warm day, but it was refreshing to handle massive quantities of frozen vegetables, containers of soups, etc. I was cool, but the freezer was churning hard.

So, now I’m just waiting for it to cool off for an evening walk. Well, that ain’t gonna happen. It’s 8 pm and it’s cooled down to 91. I think that’s as good as it’s gonna get. Better get going before dark. Hope you stay cool!


Friday: First Day of Summer

22 Jun

The first day of summer in North Texas was warm, to say the least. It was only in the 90’s, so everyone was happy. It’s only gonna get hotter. The inside of a car becomes a self-contained convection oven. Thank goodness for air conditioning!

The First Day of Summer Lyrics

The curtains are closed
and veiled in the light of morning
The windows sealed, black mirrors to the void
The books of magic line the empty hallway
The oval prtrait hanging on the wall, it will fall

It’s the first day of summer,
but you are frozen in the fields
It’s the first light of the summer,
but you are wrapped in high ordeals

The orchards green and overgrown with sorrow
This house is now a harbour for the last
The final notes, they break in our hymn to beauty
The face of life, a vain and tragic mask of the past

It’s the first day of summer
but you are frozen in the fields
It’s the first light of the summer
but you are wrapped in high ordeals

The sky above, not filled with gods or angels
The soul on its path of no return
I hear a voice, a stirring in the silence
But is this just an echo of the dearth in the earth?