28 December 2010

Grandma

I was sitting on the sofa in the front room, playing with my six year old cousin. My grandmother walked in and sat down on the rocking chair next to me. We had only just arrived a few hours earlier, so I expected her to start up the usual "catch-up" small talk. What really happened was entirely unexpected.

Grandma: "What is morse code?"

me, after a puzzled pause: "A series of dots and dashes." (cue my sister making beeping noises)

Grandma: "Oh. What is a code?"

me, suppressing a giggle: "A series of signs, established by convention, which signify something to the intellect."

Grandma: "Really? Is that all?"

She sounded disappointed. After about thirty seconds of thoughtfully clicking her tongue, she got up and went back to her crossword.

I love my family. :)

21 December 2010

Boy Crazy

Yesterday, I proved the fickleness and changeability of women.

At about eleven o'clock, I was helping my sister look over photos from a wedding she recently shot. She has been looking at them for months now, so they've all sort of become a blur (not literally, of course: they are all quite well-focused). All I mean by that is that when she looks at them she doesn't see them. She did quite a nice job with them though... the things I was picking out were minor and just little details that my critical eye spotted. Looking at a picture of one of the groom's brothers, grinning broadly, dancing with his new sister-in-law, I declared something which should have remained in my head. It was silly and nonsensical and oh-so impulsive:

"I want to marry him."

Fast-forward to about three o'clock in the afternoon. I was sitting in the van with Mum in the vet parking lot. Then I catch a look at an incredibly handsome, kind-faced young man, assisting the vet inside. Whoa. Mum, not realizing that I have already caught sight of the guy, points him out to me, noting how wonderfully kind he is. Apparently, he has been the assistant during the last couple of appointments that Mum has had. He is, in her words, "a really great guy." Forget the young man from earlier, this is the guy I now need to marry.

Or is it? The man I spent a whole two hours watching last night was amazing. He has dark hair, beautiful eyes, a charming accent, and an incredible love for his mother and sisters (heart melting to see in any guy...). The downside? He's fictional. WHY must Edmund be a character from a book that was recently put onto screen? I love him.

The End.

Maybe...

20 December 2010

I Love HOJAM

Last night the fam-damily packed up in the van and headed to St. James. Why? Because our beloved HOJAM boys were putting on an Advent concert to raise funds for their trip to Madrid next summer for WYD. It was absolutely beautiful. A few parts incited quiet giggles, but the overall solemnity of the readings made it a very prayerful and peaceful evening.

PLUS, I got to see my "brother." In honor of the rare occasion, we took a "family" photo. :)

18 December 2010

My brother, the orange

We're eating dinner tonight, chatting comfortably about something pleasant. The tv was on in the family room, not because anyone was watching it, but because everyone was too lazy to go turn it off. Suddenly, Scott breaks into the conversation, urging us all to be quiet.

Scott: "I love this commercial!"

I turn around and see an orange, hanging from a tree, dripping with dew, gentle music playing in the background, etc.

me: "Um, okay. Why?"

Scott: "It always makes me want to be an orange... it's so... peaceful."

LOL

It. Is. Over.

This is something that I said rejoicingly every single day this week. Why? Because it was finals week this week.

Saturday was our music final. I didn't study for it. I looked over my notes once the night before and then started looking over Theology. It was probably the first and last time that I won't be worried about a final. It was easy. Yay!

Monday was the theology final. Tough to study for, hard to execute, but I think I did a decent job. It's just hard to talk about God without constantly worrying that you're being a material heretic.

Tuesday was the day from... well, not heaven, that's for sure. I struggled so much with math this semester. Here's hoping and praying that I didn't fail it. (If looked at reasonably, I don't think I did. When I get tired, I start panicking that I did)

Wednesday was a fun final: seminar! It's our only oral final that we take. Twenty minutes with the tutor in his office, talking about general themes in the semester. It's pretty relaxing and fun.

Thursday was the laboratory, or as it is now called, natural science final. For us juniors that meant Galileo, Descartes, and Newton. Yay for physics! It was actually pretty straight forward, just kinda detailed to study for. But I love my tutor and worship the ground he walks on.

Friday was the philosophy final! It was long, but awesome. I filled an entire blue book... first time since freshman year!

And then we were done. DONE DONE DONE DONE DONE. To top it off, I got my theology paper back from my very tough tutor: A-. I can live with that :)

27 November 2010

Blue & Green

My best friend asked me about my upcoming paper topic. I began explaining to him that it was about the importance of the distinction of St. Thomas' first and second ways to prove the existence of God. He, being a sophomore, wasn't sure exactly what that meant. Trying to get some fun out of the situation, he quipped, "Oh, you mean blue and green?" and nudged me jokingly with his elbow. "Oh, yes," I replied. We both laughed and he went into his classroom and I into mine.

On the way home from school for this break, I decided to have a little bit of fun myself. I spent about a half an hour writing a paper entitled "Blue and Green." I haven't proof read it or anything, so please forgive any silly errors. I hope you enjoy this nonsensical bit of silliness :)

"One might consider that proving God’s existence using the color blue is redundant after proving the same thing using the color green. This, however, is not the case. The two proofs are deservedly discreet if one properly understands the nature of the two colors as distinct substances.
Descartes asserts that substance is extension. He argues that this is manifest from the fact that when something changes, its qualities all change. The quantity of any given substance, however, remains constant. So when we identify anything as a “this thing” it is based off of the shape. With this reasoning, he reduces even color to shape. Since each color is a distinct shape and shape is equivalent to substance, each color is a distinct substance. Under this consideration, it would be unreasonable to assert that the existence of God can be proven using the color green in such a way that would be inclusive of the color blue. Each substance has it’s own unique properties; just because one substance necessitates the existence of God does not mean that any other does.
So to prove the existence of God from the color green, one must proceed from its characters. It is only found in other objects, but those objects are of a certain type. The most common instance of green is found in plants. The existence of green in these plants indicates that the cause of the plants also has green in it. This is because causes always pass their attributes on to the things that they cause. Anything found in the effect must be in the cause. If one adds to this reasoning the necessity of an uncaused cause, one can see that the first cause must have the substance of green in it in some way.
The argument from the color blue is manifestly different. The objects in which the color resides and the conclusion differ. Blue is not found in concrete bodies except artificially. The blue that we see in the sky is not really a quality of a body. If one were to take any sample of the atmosphere, there would be no traceable “blueness” in it. The blue seen, then, is merely a mirage or trick of the eyes. The blue found in the uncaused cause of nature, therefore, must be in it in a similar manner. It is not an accident in things the same way that green is; therefore, it cannot be in God the same way that green is.
The two arguments have two different conclusions: one proves that God must have the substance green in him as an accident adhering in a body while the other proves that He must appear to have accidents which it does not have properly. To equate the two arguments, then, is clearly an irrational decision. The End."

26 November 2010

Tom Turkey

Over the past years, I have been involved in the preparations for Thanksgiving dinner to various degrees. The general tendency of the variation of these degrees is an approach to greater involvement. This year's dinner was a bit of a culmination of my culinary experiences.

I spent thirty minutes wrestling with the turkey.

First, I removed the various parts that are, for some odd reason, stored in the various cavities of the bird.

Second, I washed it thoroughly. After getting the large things back on the counter, I patted it dry.

Third, I salted the inside.

Fourth, I stuffed it. I spent a very long time with my hands up a turkey. There's something satisfying and rather fun about it, if you don't take any time to think about exactly what you're doing.

Fifth, I plopped it in the pan.

Sixth, I oiled it.

Seventh, I slid it into the oven.

Ta Da! Several hours later, I had a golden brown, moist, and tender turkey. I am very, very proud of myself. :)