Monday, May 23, 2011

Sailboats & Other Fairly Stupid Tales of my Current Life

I haven't posted anything in a while, and I don't think that it's a bad thing. I know that my blog pretty much goes unread, so whether I post or not, I don't think it matters. Therefore, I leave you with a list of things that have been going on in my life lately for your reading pleasure. Enjoy!
  • No matter what, I think that as long as I shall live, I will freak out and hyperventilate when there is a tornado. As evidenced yesterday when one touched down very close to my house. Apparently the neighbors saw the funnel cloud/tornado out their window. I however, was huddled in the basement, bawling like a baby and praying a Divine Mercy Chaplet & Rosary. Needless to say, Our Lady & her Son won this battle cuz I'm still here as well as everything in my yard, untouched and unharmed. Afterwards I went to find a rainbow since it was still raining but the sun was shining, I didn't find a rainbow but got a few cool pictures of the post tornadic skies.
Standing in the field across the street from my house looking north
Then as I went down the road, I picked some Asparagus! 
  • I LOVE Asparagus! I am very thankful that it grows wild on my road. This means that I get to pick it! It not only gives me a delicious meal, but I get some much needed exercise with my dog while I go to pick it. After reading Under the Tuscan Sun and being jealous that the author goes outside and harvests all this amazingly deliciously sounding food, I guess it's kind of the same thing. Starting with the Asparagus in the Spring, followed by onions, raspberries & peas then the countless other fruits and veggies (peppers, carrots, cucumbers, tomatoes, broccoli, etc.) that I get to go outside and harvest whenever I become hungry.
Delicious Asparagus that I picked after the Storm! I know it's hard to see to the untrained eye, but there are Six 1-2' stalks!
       Which brings me to my next point:
  • After reading Under the Tuscan Sun I became obsessed with herbs and have started growing basil and oregano. The worst part of this is that they are still baby plants and I can't harvest them yet! I am most looking forward to making fresh Pesto, which I fell in love with when I lived in Europe! The Country Store (or Nu U Foods, which is the Hell Hole I slave in) sells a Pesto, but it's a dried version that you add oil to and it's not the same.
  • Point 4! My shitty job! Less than two weeks ago I checked my towns Hospital Job Site and they posted a CNA job. FINALLY! So I apply at like 2am Friday. Fast forward less than 12 hours and I get a phone call for a phone screening which I shall have Monday morning at 9am. It goes over very well because I'm asked to come in for a face-to-face interview on Wednesday at 8:30am. I do my best and am told I will hear by Friday or Monday (they really don't know, seeing as they have really nothing with them but blank pieces of paper to take notes.) Well it's Monday and I haven't been contacted yet. So I'm guessing that it's a no. I guess that means that my slave duties at the store (Whatever it's name is right now, I don't even know) still stand.
  • So bring on the 5th point. I do the honest thing and I tell my Aunt that I have these interviews and by some miraculous chance, if I get the Full Time position, I will be quitting indefinitely. So what do they do? They hound me everyday since then as to if I got the job and went as far as getting a shit ton of applications (I kid you not, a stack of them!) and placing a "Now Accepting Applications" sign in the window. I even said, "Hey! I'm not dead yet! There are no guarantees I'll even get the Full Time, let alone the Part Time position I applied for!"
  •  Oh yea, and I was told 2 weeks ago that they would be increasing my hours. At the time I was getting about 23 a week. The week after that I got 25, last week 28. This week 22.5! I don't know about you, but where I come from, that's a DECREASE!!! When I asked why it was like that because I was really confused, there was a "Well I don't know what it is that Jimmy wants you to do, but when I know I'll adjust the schedule..."(walk away). STORY OF MY FREAKING LIFE AT THIS SHITTY JOB!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH.
  • Bring on the 7th point! There is an option for switching occupations. With out explaining, there is a company interested in hiring me. What I would do is go to homes of people who need assistance and help them get ready for bed. It's basically a health care job and it pays pretty well with the opportunity for working full time. So it could get me some experience so that if I would get another opportunity to interview with the hospital, I would at least have some experience to back up my resume.
  • Now to bring me to my most exciting part of this week (NOT!) I have to serve on Jury Duty Wednesday starting at 8am. PUKE! Oh and they say to show up 15 minutes early! I think I'll be rolling out of bed at 7:15 and looking like crap, cuz frankly, I DO NOT want to do this. I will be the most awful juror they could pick. So I'm hoping to be eliminated. The only positive thing I get out of this is a paycheck. THANK GOD!
  • In conclusion, I had been seeing the damn sail boat of good things in life, but lately, that ship has sailed and now I feel just like Wilhem in Mallrats. Which is one of my favorite movies. I know there's a lot of bad stuff in it and as a Catholic I shouldn't watch it, but it's SOOOOOOOO damn funny! It is by far one of my favorite movies and I love it! To leave you I post a compilation of Wihlem's scenes in the movie. I feel all his frustration and hatred toward that damn sailboat and wish it would come back. Well I guess sometimes you win the ticket and sometimes the boat goes on without you. Enjoy!

    Friday, April 15, 2011

    10 (Well now 12) Things I found out While on Vacation at Franciscan

    So I just had the opportunity to vacation in the wonderful land of Steubenville. Well, I guess the town isn't wonderful, but the campus and people are awesome! It's great the things you find out or learn when you've been absent for a year from a certain place. Enjoy!
    1. My household (Regina Angelorum) literally made me cry. I have never been so blessed in all my life to be a part of my household. The beauty is astounding and what a privilege it was to be able to join them for Lord's Day, Choir, Maggie & Amy's Coordinator Induction, Praise & Worship, Business Meeting (yes, even Business Meeting!), Morning Mass & Breakfast!
    2. I'm glad that I got to live with Libby, Kelly, Mari & Emily. They are amazing hosts! I found out that Mari is one of the coolest sisters I have! She's an amazing drummer! Emily can prance like a Gazel (Don't know how to spell that). Libby is a great pianist and makes delicious pancakes! And that Kelly  has a conspiracy going to make everyone move to North Carolina. It is tempting, I'd love to live by the ocean for a while. I'm so glad I got to spend time with all of them!
    3. People still talk about my Austria Mission Trip to Portugal. I heard from two people (one I went with, one who I didn't go with) that people still mention all the crazy shit we did. Portugal Mission, I'm so proud of us!
    4. If you are staying at someones house and want to give them a hospitality gift (such as money like I did), leave it as you leave. Then when you get threatening texts from them such as "I'm going to kill you Sam Klish!" you will already safely be a few hundred miles away. 0 : )
    5. Fr. Seraphim is back on Main Campus, and I found this out when I went to Mass. Let's just say I had some Austria flashbacks...Moving on!
    6. I finally heard Nicole play her harp! She serenaded me and now my life is complete. I can die, haha!
    7. I love that I can see friends I haven't seen in a year and hang out and talk to them like it's only been a few days! I love friendships like that!
    8.  Eastern time does screw with you. I know it's only an hour but for whatever reason it confuses your internal clock! (I have a confession to make, I already knew this, it's not new.)
    9. The Canticle Guitar Accompaniment is the best thing ever. It is like being a kid in the candy store!
    10.  When talking to JT, he told me he thought I was from California. So I was mistaken as a Cali Girl. I wonder if that's a good thing or a bad thing?
    11. St. Pete's in Steubenville has the best priests for confession! I have and will definitely take advantage of that every time I go to Steubenville from here on out! What a blessing!
    12.  My legacy is being followed in household. There are still some emo, fire-loving angels out there. I. Love. Them. Haha!!!
    Well there you have it. Things I learned on vacation, for your viewing pleasure.

    Sunday, April 3, 2011

    Graduation Breakfast

    Earlier this week I was asked to speak at my Parish's Graduation Breakfast. We honor our graduating seniors now before life gets too hectic. I wasn't the first or the second person asked to speak, but the third. I hope that out of my ramblings, they got something out of it. So if you want to, you can read what I wrote. Enjoy!

    Good Afternoon, Graduates, Family & Friends.
    Please stand and join me in prayer:

    Blessing of Graduates:

    Before you were even formed, God knew you.
    While in your Mother’s womb, God named you.
    At your birth, God’s breath filled you with life.
    Today, we celebrate what you have become at this moment in time. And so we pray:  God of our beginnings, we thank you for the gift of these graduates; their excitement, their awesome wonder & curiosity, their open speech & encouraging words. Their contributions have blessed & challenged us, & we have become a richer & more diverse community because of them.  (Pause)
    God our Father, As they step forward into the world that awaits, comfort their fears with the full knowledge of your Divine presence.
    Strengthen their resolve to walk in the footsteps of Jesus as modern-day disciples, in a world that needs their spirit.
    Guide their feet as they move through life, protecting them from the pitfalls of darkness while they help to lead future generations into the warmth & promise of your light.
    God our Father, we ask your blessings on them, today and everyday. Amen.
    In the name of the Father & of the Son & of the Holy Spirit. Amen.

    Introduction:
    Samantha Klish, Parishioner of St. Mary’s my whole life & a Catechist for the past 8 years.

    Today I was asked to speak to you about what lies ahead as you go on and leave this chapter of your life behind.  In all honesty, I do not know what lies ahead. But what I do know, is that God has a plan for your life. As a graduate, a new adult in this scary, strange world, you will be faced with many decisions, challenges, rewards, pitfalls, failures & accomplishments.  There will be good times, bad times and all sorts of times in between. And I think that the unknowingness of the future is extremely exciting.

    As I prepared for this speech, I reminisced about my life between my very own senior year of High School & now. What I found was this: it did not turn out the way I had planned!  When I look back on my plans as a graduating high school senior, I find that there was a very definitive thing missing in that plan. And that was God’s plan. I’m not here today to preach to you, I’m just here to tell you a little about my life in hopes of you looking into your own plans and finding the missing pieces, so that you may shape a past, which you can look back on, and be satisfied with it.  I’m not saying I regret my past, because I do not at all.

    My plan as I began my senior year was pretty straight forward. I would graduate high school, live at home, attend Mid-State Technical College & graduate with a Nursing Degree in the Spring of 2006. At the end of my senior year, I was headed in a different direction. I can’t exactly pin point when my plan started to change, but it started with looking into the UW-Eau Claire Nursing Program at St. Joseph’s Hospital in Marshfield. I now had a new plan. I would apply to UWSP, then apply and get into the 4-year Nursing Program. After meeting with the admissions department, I was told that it was very competitive and if I didn’t maintain about a 3.8 gpa my first year of college, my chances of getting in was almost none.  I was up for the challenge, high school was easy. So I applied to UWSP and received my Acceptance letter 2 weeks later.

    Fast forward a year and a half and I found myself with a terrible gpa. I was not getting into the 4-year Nursing Program and I had a chance the following year to improve my gpa. Year 2 goes by and I’m in the same boat. So I started looking into other Nursing Programs to transfer into. Year three and my grades were so horrible I was sure I was going to never make it.  As I look at what it was that made me not succeed was there was a lack in faith.  The campus was a place that lacked God. It made me angry, I didn’t want to be there, I made my after school job my first priority and I quickly found out that that was not the school for me.

    Sometime during my third year of college I decided to take a shot in the dark and apply to the Franciscan University of Steubenville Nursing Program.  Believe you and me, this was not an easy feat. I was told that if I really wanted a shot at this program that I would have to start over from scratch. I would be there for 4 years. I immediately thought “That’s $80,000!” There’s no way I can afford something like that. But I still felt this pull toward Franciscan.  So I talked many times to my admissions counselor trying to figure out if there was any way to get into this school.  We figured out a way, my current credits would transfer and I would be a Theology Major! I would be there for 2 years and I could take classes towards a nursing degree!  Well after it was figured out, I received a letter in the mail. “Dear Ms. Klish. Thank you for applying. We see that you have selected on campus housing. Unfortunately we do not have room for you and you can either hold your application for the following semester or withdraw your application. Love, Franciscan.”  I was devastated. But there was still that pull toward that small town in Ohio. I called once again my counselor and asked if there was anyway that I could live off campus and attend the fall semester. Guess what? He said YES!!! A week later, a new letter, “Congratulations Ms. Klish! You are now a student at FUS!!!”

    What was it that pulled me toward this University? It was God! I put my faith and trust in His plan, not my plan! I believe that any other school would have rejected me without a second look. But the love of the Father is so great, that he puts you exactly where you need to be, and for me it was Franciscan. 

    I remember moving in to my new house in August and watching out my living room window as my family drove off.  I of course, panicked! I don’t live at home anymore! I won’t see my family for 4 months! I know NO ONE here! I’m all alone!!! The fears eventually went away. I met new people. I got a fresh start. Let me tell you, I FINALLY thrived at University! I found solace in the one who is always there for me. I attended daily Mass and allowed God to be first in my life! Eventually the grades started to ascend and I loved living 850 miles away from home! I got to do things I never imagined myself doing. Such as road tripping to Canada on a whim one night to watch the sun rise over Niagara Falls.  Going to New York City on Fall Break & Spending a week in Connecticut & Boston for Spring Break.  I let God provide, because I trusted Him. I knew that this is where He, not I wanted me to be.  There were never financial issues or loneliness, as He provided for all my needs. Not everything was bliss, there were roadblocks, but I was able to pull through.

    As my second year got well under way, I had to decide what I was going to do the following Autumn as I was set to graduate in May.  I looked into three options: 1) Graduate and pursue an Accelerated Nursing Program in the fall. 2) Apply to be on NET Ministries or 3) Attend a Semester abroad at my schools Study Abroad Program in Gaming, Austria. Option 1 was out because of the financial obligations it required. I was just not feeling lead to NET so I tossed Option 2 to the side. So I guess Gaming it was!

    In the fall semester of 2009, I boarded a plane with my friend Maggie and we headed to Ireland for a week before arriving in Austria. Can we say Culture Shock?!?!  What a horrible way to start a semester 4,000 miles away from home. Arriving in Ireland, I lost one of my suitcases, I turned my computer on in the airport to email home saying I arrived and my computer tells me that it does not want to work, at all! And we did a horrible job planning and we had no place to stay! Exhausted from being awake for about 27 hours we finally got everything straightened out. We found a Hostel, planned out the rest of the week, My computer finally turned on, my luggage was found and eventually arrived in Austria.

    Franciscan owns it’s own campus in Gaming and it is a Restored 14th Century Carthusian Monastery. Those walls contained some of the holiest men who prayed about 15 hours a day! One of the coolest things about these particular Carthusian’s was that they prayed for all who would eventually live in the walls of the Kartause. Who knew that 600 or so years before I was born, I was being prayed for!

    During my semester, I learned from wonderful professors from all over Europe. One from Lichtenstein, One from Italy & one from Austria. I was able to visit 18 countries in Europe, over 30 Major Cities, 3 Marian Apparition sites, including:  Knock, Ireland; Fatima, Portugal & Medugorje, Bosnia & Herzegovina, I saw Pope Benedict XVI, I got to pray in front of the tombs and sarcophagus’ of over 20 saints, including St. Peter, soon to be Blessed Pope John Paul II the Great, St. Francis, St. Clare St. Maximilian Kolbe, to pray in front of the Miraculously Incorrupt Bodies of Sts. Padre Pio & San Francesca del Roma. and walk in the same place as St. Michael the Arc Angel did in a cave in Mt. San Angelo, pray in front of the true cross of Christ, and Volunteer with Mother Teresa’s very own Missionaries of Charity.  From the day I decided to go to Gaming I was going to Greece for my 10-day break, but I followed God's plan and headed off to Portugal.

    It was with the Missionaries in Lisboa, Portugal that I was reminded of something that I had not used to it’s fullest potential yet: Let God Provide!  This particular group of sisters ran a small Nursing Home for the Poorest of the Poor here in Lisboa.  After literally 5 minutes of assisting, I remembered why it was I wanted to be a Nurse! God reminded me of what my goal was, even though it took a lot longer than I thought!  The biggest lesson I learned however was when I was helping sister in the Kitchen prepare food and she asked me to help freeze some beans. There were I believe 3 black garbage bags full! I remember the look on sisters face: Pure joy! She told me, “Such beautiful food! We do not know where it came from! It was on our doorstep this morning! We work here on Divine Providence. We purchase very little. See how God provides for us!” 
    When I returned home, in December I immediately pursued my dream of being a Nurse and just a few weeks ago, I received my Acceptance Letter! 7 ½ years after my own “plan”.  As I look back on it, there would have been so much I would’ve missed out on, if I would have taken my own path.  Even though there are parts I would have loved to cut out and not relive, there is much more I would not have traded for anything of this world.  Who knew I would have done so many wonderful & exciting things if I would have chosen my path.

    What my message for you today is this: If you do not put God ahead in your life, I’m sorry, you are not living up to the potential He has set up for you! When you graduate and move away from this place, first and foremost, find yourself a Catholic Church and become a member! Many of you will attend a school that has a Newman Center. Join that! If you are remaining at home, remember, you are most welcome here. This is your home as much as all of ours.  Attend Mass on Sundays. Frequent Confession. Let God become a focal point in your life.  Does this mean that you have to go to College? Study Abroad? Go on a Mission Trip? Wait 8 years to finally reach your dream? NO! Not at all. God has a plan for each of you.  I will suggest you do these things, especially travel! I agree with St. Augustine when he said, “The world is a book, and those who do not travel read only a page.” How ever I agree more with St. Catherine of Sienna who said, “When you are what you were meant to be, you will set the whole world ablaze!” That will only come with the loving hand of God’s guidance. In the trials of life, in all emotions and situations, I ask you, beg you, to join those with Christ. Go to a church, and sit in the silence that awaits in front of the tabernacle, be with Christ as He is always with you.

    Let me end this afternoon, with this analogy:

    I am giving to each of you right now a rose.  I want you to hold it and look at it right now. 
    I’m going to read to you 2 Timothy 1:8b-10
    Beloved:
    Bear your share of hardship for the gospel
    with the strength that comes from God.
    He saved us and called us to a holy life,
    not according to our works
    but according to his own design
    and the grace bestowed on us in Christ Jesus before time began,
    but now made manifest
    through the appearance of our savior Christ Jesus,
    who destroyed death and brought life and immortality
    to light through the gospel.

    I explained that the rose can show the path of our lives. It started out small and as it grew it grew thorns. That is like the parts of our lives that were challenging. Eventually we got through them and came to the leaves. These are our resting places. Our periods of joy. After many leaves and thorns we get to the bud. Sometimes we are like that bud. We are closed and not entirely at our fullest potential.  Eventually we open up and we are rewarded with the sweet smell of success, just like the sweet smell of the rose.  The rose was red, to remind us that we have succeed with the deep red blood that was shed by Christ on the Cross. 
    I elaborated a little more but I didn't include it all here.

    In conclusion I would like to read a few quotes to you:
    “I command you: Be firm & Steadfast! Do not fear or be dismayed, for the LORD, your God, is with you wherever you go!” -Joshua 1:9
    “What lies behind us & what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.” Ralph Waldo Emerson
    “High School is like toilet paper, you only miss it when it’s gone!” Unknown
    “To those of you who received honors, awards, & distinctions, I say well done. And to the ‘C’ Students, I say you too may one day be president of the United States.” George W. Bush

    I thank you for your time! Please stand once again for a final prayer.
    “Heavenly Father….All Glory Be to the Father…”
    In conclusion, I will end with a quote from G.K. Chesterton which was read at my own Commencement Exercises last Spring: “Let the speeches be short, and let the Graduates be on their way.” Thank you.

    Tada! My ramblings!

    Friday, February 18, 2011

    The Seven Clues From The Artists

    A few years ago I took this class called Theology of Healing.  A couple of weeks ago I starting going through old notebooks and folders from College, trying to remove some unnecessary clutter and found a short paper I wrote. It's a bit incomplete but I really like the realization that I came to. The first part is explaining a little bit about Peter Kreeft's book Making Sense Out of Suffering. We had to read a Chapter called "Seven Clues From The Artists" (Chapter 5) and then reflect on it in a summary then give our own perspective. I would like to share my thoughts and sorry if they are a little vague, but I have tried to edit it to make it seem a bit more complete.

    Peter Kreeft writes about the pangs of suffering and turns to the artists to guide him through a widely asked question, that is "Why do we Suffer?"  Topics range from Fairy Tales and Children's stories and grow to more complex topics presented in Myths and even Birth Pangs. In all of this subject matter, suffering becomes the central theme. 
    The classic story of the Velveteen Rabbit explains that the more something is loved and put through sufferings; in the rabbit's case, falling out eyes and rubbed off fur, the more real it becomes. One also becomes "real" the more one is tamed. We do this by becoming more of a part of God's life by letting Him be a part of ours. [Today I read this and think that the more we love God or Jesus, the more "real" He becomes to us. It's not that I'm saying He's not real, but He is easier to forget. He becomes so important to us that we have to take Him everywhere and the more we do this the more we see that Christ is worn out. He has suffered. How many times have we dropped a stuffed toy, left it behind, forgotten about it? All of these little things have given the toy wear and tare. Like Christ, the more we see Him in His brokenness the more we see that He became like that for us.  At the end of the story of the Velveteen Rabbit, we see that the Rabbit has become "real" he has no more wear and tare. He is made new. Like Christ at the Resurrection, He bore the pain and He was made new. Now He is real to us. We've put Him through all that suffering, then we see that He said it was all worth it to what He became in the end]  When we share in the sufferings of God, we become more real to the pain that He went through.  This includes more importantly a death to self.
    In Fairy Tales it seems that no matter how much turmoil one goes through, in the end one will live "Happily Ever After".  God doesn't want us to think that we have to go through all of this turmoil to get to a "Happily Ever After". The Fairy Tales say that the more one suffers the more meaningful the story will become. God has given us a free will and we are not for His enjoyment like a puppet on a string. These sufferings are a result of the fall and everyone endures and embraces them because we have chosen them.  God did not inflict these sufferings on us but we brought them on ourselves.
    This suffering that is the fault of our human race did indeed arise after the fall of man.  Through this suffering comes a great wisdom and knowledge for man.  The wisdom that is gained becomes the valuable food for our souls.  We need this food to sustain our lives.  If we were given the choice of a Utopian Society or a perfect happiness, we would be consumed in boredom.   Our souls would not be fed and therefore we would still suffer.  With this suffering we are artists of ourselves with each choice being a stroke of a brush and each act a cut of the chisel.  Saints suffer the most and become the greatest artists of all.  [Many of them give up comforts and purposely embrace sufferings and hardships.  Some may call them foolish, still others call them wise.  If suffering leads to wisdom and knowledge, their souls are fed all the more and they do not go hungry in the spiritual sense. God satisfies them continually, especially with the knowledge that it's all for eternal happiness]. [If saints are great artists because of their sufferings,] All mothers are artists because they have pains and sufferings in child birth when they are assisting in the procreation of new life. [The fall occurred because some of the angels chose to not bow down to a human [Christ] and they knew they could not be like God in the sense where they could create. Mothers are creators like God and even though they are going through a horrific pain, once again the suffering turns into wisdom and knowledge and their souls have been satisfied in a way many can not fathom.]
    Finally death is a lover and it is also a birth.  In the very darkest of sufferings, which is death, a light is found which is the most glorious of all the lights.  This [light] in turn is like a passageway or a canal of birth just as when we were born into life, we are born into death.  [It is wonderful to think that our souls are being fed through the sufferings of death. What greater reward then to have the most greatest of things, Eternal Life with our Creator, after the very darkest of sufferings.]
    Our suffering is so important to our lives.  One thing I hear a lot of from someone I love [I call her Mother] is "Offer It Up!"  After reading through this chapter, I really have felt a deeper connection to Christ and His sufferings.  I do not compare my own to His and say they are the same because they are not even close to what He endured.  I look to His sufferings as a place to lay down my own into.  As someone who is not a crier by any means, I really couldn't help but to notice the passage on Christ's tears. [Kreeft says]: "Every tear we shed, becomes Christ's own tears." I cry more or less quiet, dry tears.  Even if they are physically there [or not] I know that if I put into Christ my trust that He will take them and make them His own. This was something that I really needed to hear.
    Christ sits by our sides and no matter what our sufferings are, He takes them and makes them His own, if we allow Him to.  Sometimes it is our own foolish pride, yes we all are fools Kreeft says, that gets in the way of us reaching out to Christ and saying, "Here, have my pain and my sorrow and my sufferings and help me to get through them because I can't deal with them anymore. It's too much." We won't always feel that Jesus has taken our sufferings away, but when we are forced to suffer through them we are made stronger and our souls are fed. The strength comes from Christs as well as from the suffering.  He will not let us go through it alone.
    The other part that just tugged at my heart and causes it pain, was that Jesus is such a part of us that He was in every gas chamber in Auschwitz. [After going to Auschwitz and paying my respects to those who suffered there, this hits harder then it did when I first read it.] He is also in every legal factory that participates in the killing of the innocent everyday.  For a Savior who loves us so much He is with everyone of us, no matter if we are strong or weak. No matter if we want Him to be with us or not.
     When I read this I sometimes feel that it is all over the place but it really was a great reminder to myself that no matter what is going on, my sufferings and pain are one with Christ's. That this suffering is forming me into a "real" person and feeding my soul and I pray, hope that it is enough to let me be with the one who has been along for my ride this whole time. It's a crazy journey and I think that Christ is the only one strong enough to take it on with me.

    Blessed Mother Teresa of Calcutta said it best:
    "I know God won't give me anything I can't handle. I just wish he didn't trust me so much."

    Tuesday, January 25, 2011

    Being Hit Below the Belt...Twice

    Wow. Do something good, get kicked twice for it. For the last few weeks I have been planning a "Praise & Prayer" Hour with two other parishioners at my Church. Deb & Jim are extremely musically talented and have asked me to help them to bring for lack of a better word a P&W hour at our church once a month.  Well we had the first one two nights ago and we had 6 people show up. Better than we thought. It seemed to go over very well. So of course, as my life goes, I do something good for God and satan has to come and throw in his two cents. I was hit twice by him, through a person who is supposed to be one of my best friends, is my flesh and blood family and where does the blow come from? Why to mock God and my Pro Life beliefs. I won't detail it because it's not worth mentioning. The first blow yesterday made me angry and frustrated. Then today's made me want to cry. Weep for the fact that someone could mock God and the unborn victims of abortion so coldly. The thing is that, I have been on my guard and walking on egg shells with this person. We did have a discrepancy about a month ago and I thought everything had blown over but I guess I'm such a horrible person. I don't want to beat myself up but, this is probably the the thing I hate the most about being a "devout" Catholic. That if I do good, I'm kicked in the face almost immediately. Sometimes it's just easier to give up. But of course, that's what satan wants. And in the long run it's not what I want. End Rant.

    Wednesday, January 19, 2011

    Double Chocolate White Chocolate Chip Cookies

    So if there was one thing I was making sure I was perfecting in my last year of undergrad at FUS was that I was going to make a cookie that tasted just like the Subway ones. Specifically the Double Chocolate Chip Cookies. So I made many a cookie, and eventually found out how you make that cookie taste like chocolate, almost brownie like and now I will share it with you!

    The Mint Variety - Great for Christmas!

    What you need:
    • 1 1/3 Cups & 1 Tablespoon Butter or Margarine (either will work, it just depends on how fattening you want them)
    • 1 Cup Sugar
    • 2/3 Cup Brown Sugar, Firmly Packed
    • 1 Tablespoon Vanilla Extract
    • 2 Eggs
    • 2 1/4 Cups All-Purpose Flour
    • 2/3 Cup Cocoa (Royal Dutch Cocoa is better)
    • 1 Teaspoon Baking Soda
    • 1 Teaspoon Salt
    • 1/4 Cup Milk
    • 12 oz Semi-Sweet Chocolate Chips
    • 6 oz White Chocolate Chips
    • Optional: 6 oz of any of your favorite flavored chip (Mint, Cherry, Dark Chocolate, Milk Chocolate, Peanut Butter, Butterscotch, Cappuccino, etc.)
    1. Preheat oven to 350°F 
    2. Take a brown grocery bag and cut it apart and put in on the table. You will put the baked cookies on here. It helps to absorb the excess grease and makes for easier clean up! My Grandma's way to make cookies!
    3. Combine 1 1/3 Cups Butter, Sugars & Vanilla in a large bowl until creamy. I use a wooden spoon because that's how I was taught. You have muscles, use them!
    4. Add the eggs and mix thoroughly
    5. In a microwave safe bowl add 6 oz of the Semi Sweet Chocolate Chips & 1 Tablespoon of Butter. Heat in the Microwave until it's at a liquid consistency.
    6. Add the liquid chocolate to your batter and mix together
    7. In a separate bowl, combine Flour, Cocoa, Baking Soda & Salt. Mix thoroughly
    8. Add the dry ingredients to the batter, alternating with the milk. Stir until blended.
    9. Stir in the remaining Semi-Sweet Chips and the White Chocolate Chips.
    10. Drop dough onto an ungreased cookie sheet in 1" balls. I like to use a melon baller because it gives perfectly shaped cookies.
    11. Bake for 10 minutes. I take them out when they look like they are almost done. This way they stay soft. If they are over baked, in a hour they will be no better than a hockey puck and I for one do not like hard, crispy cookies.
    12. When you take the cookies out of the oven, this is when you can add the optional chips. In the picture I used the Mint Chips. I just added 4 or 5 to each cookie on the top. This way they have more of an aesthetic appeal then if they were mixed in with the dough. You can add any kind of Chocolate Chips at this step. The sky's the limit!
    13. After I add the chips, I remove the cookies from the cookie sheet to the brown bag
    14. After the cookies have cooled (you will be able to tell because the chips on top have re-solidified and you can touch them without them being mushy) you can remove them from the brown bag and put them in an air tight container. 
    15. To ensure the cookies stay soft, put a piece of bread in the container. This will work for cookies that have already hardened too, The moisture of the bread goes into the cookies and they become soft again!
    16. When I made these for Christmas I got 93 cookies and this is a single batch. I did however eat some of the dough so I could've had more but I guess 93 is a lot. You can make the cookies bigger, but you will get less cookies
    So there you go kids! My favorite cookies! And yes, I do believe they taste as good, if not better than Subways!

    Monday, January 17, 2011

    Immune to the Economy

    So I'm pretty much gonna be losing my job soon. No Customers = No Hours. Am I sad, or worried? HELL NO!!! I'm actually quite excited. Why? Because I finally have an excuse to get back into the health field. So back when I was a senior in High School, call me crazy but I had 3 jobs and went not only to High School, but was taking College Credits. So I was a busy child. Well the class I was taking was the CNA course, or to expand on the acronym: Certified Nursing Assistant. I can't really remember why I decided to take it but I did. I did my Clinicals at Portage County Health Care Center. I loved to talk with the residents. I worked in a Nursing Home in the Kitchen. I was in the Health Field, I had my foot in the door then I went in another direction. I mean I don't regret getting out of it. I think it was good for me to do other things, it made me grow out of it. I was able to get a feel of the workforce outside of Health Care. Well when I did Portugal Mission, I realized how much I missed working in Health Care. So now a year and a quarter later, I'm really digging into it. I am preparing to re-take my CNA certification. I read like 100 pages in the book in the last 24 hours! I don't do that! But I did. I have this really crazy motivation and I love it! By the end of this week, I should have registered to take the exam! Thursday I am going to practice my skills which we'll see how rusty they are. Hopefully I'll take my exam sometime around the 1st of February! I'm not really nervous, I just want to work in a place I'm passionate about again. I also want to volunteer at Ministry St. Michael's Hospital. They have volunteering with the Hospice Program and that is what I want to do as a Nurse so what better way to find out if that's where I want to be than to volunteer with that. I know I won't get paid, but I think it will be rewarding in it's own way. Otherwise I'll hate it and I'll know to go elsewhere in the Nursing Field. All I know is that these next couple years are going to be quite exciting and unpredictable. So why the title "Immune to the Economy"? They say that Nursing will be Immune to the effects of the crappy Economy. So I should be good to go. Bring it on!