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Blogging. Committing to it. Gonna be a big shot.

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I've been asked to lead a "how to make knotted cord rosaries" workshop during the Confirmation retreat on Sunday. Please pray for the students, leaders and for me (that the clunker of a body holds up). Need to make some example rosaries tonight while I watch TV...

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Too many people in my life are finding some fishies that look like snakes as well as scorpion shaped bread. I can either become dismayed or I can pray more.

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If anyone sees my son, please tell him to return mommy's copy of "The Bad Popes". Thank you.

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I've less than a week to finish an afghan that I began a year ago. UGH. Can I tie rosaries with my feet while I crochet a Tardis?

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Styx will be playing just over the way a bit on Friday night. I will not be there. I know that Tommy Shaw will notice and he will sorely miss me.

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Last, most important, this weekend is my Mother-In-Law's birthday. One of the least deserved blessings of my life is the family that came along with Brad. I've not been the DIL I could be, the physical distance and toil of life I spin into excuses to not call, not write, not email. I promise that this year I will be the sort of DIL that Sharon deserves. I admire and love her, she is one of the classiest women I have ever met.

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Back to blogging.

After many false starts, going to give it another try.

Today I am thinking of people who inspire me.

A young man whom I have never met inspires me.  

My co-worker visited a Disability Conference today.  She came back to the office with two pretty little clay trains.  These trains were made by a young man who has autism.  He sculpts and paints these small treasures and signs each of them after they are purchased.  

I was struck by his determination as both an artist and a disabled person.

This is a news story Google turned up about this young artist.

May God bless you, Jeremiah.  Keep up the inspiration.

Inspiration also sprouted from a small hearted place.

An internet friend made me and others aware of a rude Facebook page.  The title of this page was "I'd Like To Have A Midget For A Pet".  Sporting stolen photos and sickening posts, several people reported the page as hate speech directed toward those with disabilities.

First wave of reports received instant responses that equated to "Nah, you reactionary, this page is just good, clean fun" from the Facebookrobot.   After a few hours and some more reporting, the page disappeared.  Those who organized this effort as well as the human in a cube at Facebookland who acted, well, they inspire me.

Oh.......  What do I watch tonight?  Grey's Anatomy or Parenthood?  I am torn.