April 5, 2007
The Burgh Blog » The Rules.
PittGirl has finally posted the Official Rules of the Luke Ravenstahl “Move Forward†Drinking Game. Oh boy is Pittsburgh gonna be a drunk city now!
Archive for April, 2007
April 2, 2007
Happy Birthday, Ratzi!
Our Ratzi is TWO YEARS OLD! I can’t believe how these last few years have flown by. *sniff* He’s not a baby anymore. *sniff*
God is Good
All the Time!
Yesterday, Matt & I spent the day at
The day started off with music from Who Do You Say I Am. They rock out loud even though they’re from Cleveland ;) The band was there the whole day, helping the keynote speaker and providing music for Mass in the evening.
This year’s keynote speaker was Jesse Manibusan. He used humor and music to encourage the teens to be radically Catholic and remind them that God is good all the time.
Pittsburgh’s own Jamie Dillon did a few more songs and some games after the keynote and then things got really interesting.
Seneca Valley alum and Diocese of Pittsburgh seminarian Brian Wolford gave a presentation on his experiences with the Chimbote Foundation. Not only was it nice to learn more about our diocese’s mission in Peru, but it was encouraging to see somebody we “know” who is discerning a call to the priesthood.
Mass with Bishop Bradley was amazing. He seemed genuinely glad to be able to celebrate Mass with the teens and he shared portions of the Holy Father’s Palm Sunday message to the youth of the Church.
During Mass, I realized that when Jesse said, “Father Ed picked me up from the airport,” he was talking about “my” Father Ed. I knew Father Ed many years ago before he was Father Ed. He and my uncle had been friends in seminary (Uncle Bernie eventually decided that the priesthood wasn’t for him). We (at least Mom & I) had lost track of where he was sometime after my sister was confirmed so I was excited to see that he really was still around. A few minutes before we had to leave we finally caught up with him long enough to say hi and for him to meet Matt.
The only bad news from yesterday is that Mom called while we were gone to tell us that Dad dislocated AND broke his shoulder on Saturday. As I’m writing, Mom should be on her way to bring him home from the hospital. I only talked to Mom for a few minutes this morning so I don’t have much of the story of what happened other than that he fell off a ladder and Mom says mostly he’s just in a lot of pain and is going to need somebody to help him do stuff for a while (which sounds a lot like the last time he dislocated his shoulder).
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P. S. I’ve had the chorus of Trading My Sorrows stuck in my head all night. It’s hard to type while spontaneously breaking out into hand motions.