Good morning! Had a sunny commute down to Boxborough today, listening to Bill Donohue along the commute. While not as hot as yesterday, it was already in the 80's and steamy.
It's another Bagel Day here at the office so I'm enjoying a warm one while I triage the overnight emails. Michelle, Maria, and the family will probably hang out at the Milford Pool today. I'll be working late because tonight I have to pick up Abby from her dance recital in Groton, MA.
Good to see the WSJ finally picked up on our quirky "butter" video.
A bit o' Catholic snarkasm: Free Rosaries for Everyone!
It's been a long day. I knew it would be from the beginning. Soon it'll be time to head out and pick up Abby from her dance performance. Thankful that I don't have to go to work early tomorrow morning.
Via pcamarata: “Often, actually very often, God allows his greatest servants to make the most humiliating mistakes.” — St. Sir Thomas More
Picked Abby up from the Groton, MA Middle School around 7:45pm on my way home from work. We'll all go and see her and Daniel in the dances tomorrow. I probably tortured her pointing out various landmarks along the drive home. Eager to get some dinner, even if it is just reheated...
If it Moves, Regulate It. Not just a famous Reagan line, but a reality.
Got the boys tucked in bed with their prayers. Time to follow in their example.
Michelle likes this story: Breast cancer survivor can now swim topless in Seattle's public pools. The woman is literally a case of "nothing to see here" (chest-wise, not character-wise) and yet they still wouldn't let her swim topless. And here I thought Seattle was a bastion of progressive, forward thinking moderns. *sigh* Komen has probably sold millions of pink ribbons there… A pink ribbon is easier to handle than seeing what a bilateral mastectomy really looks like.
“Conversion is the task of a moment;
sanctification is the work of a lifetime.” — St. Josemaria Escriva