#223

Instead of going to see Blake Shelton tonight, I sat on my couch and watched Harry Potter. Bummed, but it was for the best. The concert started after the girls bedtime, and they didn't take a nap. So the responsible Mom in me decided to save myself troubles. The care free Holl really wished the responsible boring chick would go away. 

This morning the girls and I went to Mass. First time in a month. Long overdue. But I have been having a hard time with the churches around here. Part of that is the differences between the new churches and St Francis. Part is the lack of welcome. And part is the fact that it just isn't my family like St Francis was. So we went to Mass this morning because we are supposed to. 

And I am glad I went. It wasn't home. No one in the congregation spoke to me. But Christ was present, and the homily was great. It was something along these lines- we are in Ordinary time, but it is not really ordinary. Our lives are, but Christ is not. We must include Christ in our every day Ordinary lives. It was really good. 

P and K were not good. They were acting up, though I know it was my fault. They haven't been to Mass in a while, so I can see why they were not sitting still. Doesn't change the fact that it drove me crazy at the time.