7 Quick Takes: May Showers Edition

7 Quick Takes

It’s raining here in western Washington (we’re in the middle of a drought (believe it or not), and I’m fighting a migraine. Woo.

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Flu. Daniel got Influenza A at the end of January, and it went through the house. Three of the four of us in our household ended up in either Urgent Care or the ER because of complications (it was both places for Daniel), and this was the first time I’ve had the flu in 23 years. (Mine turned into bronchitis.) I was reading something on the flu shot a few months ago, and apparently, it was only 30% effective due to all the shake-ups at the CDC and scientists not being able to meet and discuss it. *bites thumb at RFK Jr.*

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No Kings 3. Daniel and I took part in the 3rd “No Kings” protest on March 28th. We were spread out over 1.5 miles for the protest in Mount Vernon, so it was nice from an introvert perspective, but it was a very different energy than the last one, and people talked about missing that.

Of course, we had the usual MAGAts on NextDoor making nasty comments about how it didn’t accomplish anything, how we’re all just a bunch of delinquents, and how it was a George Soros conspiracy. (The George Soros thing has been around for more than a decade at this point, and I’m not sure if people know how utterly stupid they sound when they mention it in seriousness.

(Yes, my kid is tall. His daddy is 5’10”. I’m 5’1″ on a good day.)

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Pretty. This was the choral prelude last Sunday.

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FAFO. For some odd reason, my FYP page on TikTok has been full of people commenting on posts from MAGA women about how they voted for Trump and favored the abortion bans… but (allegedly) didn’t vote for those bans preventing them from receiving lifesaving care for their pregnancy complications. I’m sitting here eating white cheddar puffcorn as various TikTokers explain to them that yes, they did indeed vote for themselves to be denied healthcare in supporting those abortion bans. I mean, none of them were passed in any state where a board-certified physician was actually consulted on the subject. If they had bothered to do that, they would have discovered that there are some legit medical reasons why people are claiming that abortion is healthcare. You can’t just move an ectopic pregnancy to a different place as Florida Republican legislator Kat Cammock discovered when she had one and had to fight tooth and nail for her lifesaving medical procedure. (She blames the Democrats despite us telling her that this was going to happen.) You know that child with birth defects that are incompatible with life? Those also tend to put moms into sepsis.

There’s a reason that the US has the highest maternal mortality rate in the developed world. It’s at third world levels for women of color because they get ignored 2-3 times more often as white women.

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Wow. This is impressive.

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Why I’ve been “quiet” lately. My blog readers who have known me for long enough know that I’ve been talkative enough on Facebook and Threads, but I have just had a really hard time weighing in on things on the blog because I’m very much affected by the things the present administration has wrought on this country. I’m a member of the LGBTQIA+ community (I’m the “B” in that acronym), ICE raids are a serious threat to the livelihood of my area, I know the tariff system well as I used to work for an import brokerage on the Canadian border, I have a kid with special needs whose educational protections are threatened, I have friends/fellow parishioners/former students who are terrified for their families because ICE doesn’t actually follow any laws and violates Constitutional rights, and seeing the incredibly racist underbelly of this country has just disgusted me. I’m watching courts having to rule on unconscionably cruel things like deporting people to 3rd world countries where they have literally no economic or cultural ties and seeing the administration flip off the courts and refuse.

This isn’t a matter of having a mere political disagreement with the administration like I did during the George W. Bush years. This is a matter of watching the administration blatantly spit on people’s basic rights and claim to be following the teachings of Christianity while doing it. This is a matter of an actual moral disagreement with people who claim to believe in the same God as I do but who are worshipping a false idol instead. This country is bombing elementary schools to distract from Donald Trump’s name in the Epstein files. People re-elected a convicted rapist and pedophile, and they are claiming to care about family values.

It is just stunning me how revolting and vile people are in this country, and trying to put this revulsion into words is leaving me needing my anxiety meds.

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Loss of faith. Some of the Catholic bloggers I used to read and who are now on Substack have started blogging about losing their faith and how the Church has failed them. This has led to other friends from Catholic social media commenting and sharing their own stories of leaving the faith, stories that they are finally sharing openly. These are people who were very visibly raising their kids in the Church and it was like they suddenly fell off the radar.

It breaks my heart to read about their pain, but that’s because I can empathize. I remember driving to church in 2010 and wanting to be anywhere else but there because the ELCA and Lutheranism had failed me so badly. The only reason I was able to stay Christian through it was that my faith was in Jesus and not specifically tied to a Christian tradition. Reverting to the Episcopal Church saved me in so many ways.

On Love…

This became kind of a tradition in 2012, and I think posting it yearly came out of a conversation with my friend Mandi. In any case, here are some words on love from 1 Corinthians 13 in the NRSV version of the Bible.

If I speak in the tongues of mortals and of angels, but do not have love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give away all my possessions, and if I hand over my body so that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient; love is kind; love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice in wrongdoing, but rejoices in the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

Love never ends. But as for prophecies, they will come to an end; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will come to an end. For we know only in part, and we prophesy only in part; but when the complete comes, the partial will come to an end. When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child; when I became an adult, I put an end to childish ways. For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then we will see face to face. Now I know only in part; then I will know fully, even as I have been fully known. And now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; and the greatest of these is love.

7 Quick Takes: Make Jen Post Again Edition

7 Quick Takes

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Saint of the Year. As I have for 13-14 years at this point, I used Jen Fulwiler’s Saint’s Name Generator. It gave me Saint Cecelia, so I forecast a lot of music in my future.

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Word of the Year. I also did Jen’s Word of the Year Generator and it gave me the word “dance”. This should be an interesting year…

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Protesting. I took part in the No Kings Day protest in October and the No War/No ICE protest in downtown Mount Vernon this weekend. It was interesting being at both of them with Daniel. He was a pretty good sport even though it was raining at the No King’s Day protest, and the wind was cutting on Saturday.

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Floods. For those watching the news in December, my town was indeed one of the areas that flooded. There’s a flood wall in downtown Mount Vernon that can be reinforced and made larger, and the MAGAt grumps were complaining about the expense of it… and it was shown to be worth the cost when the Skagit River crested at a record high. The reinforced and augmented flood wall held with one foot to spare. My family was never in danger — there’s enough elevation change that I was far above the 100-year flood plain — but I did know people who were evacuated. I described the vibe that week as being like the aftermath of the 1989 Loma Prieta earthquake while we were waiting for aftershocks.

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Ouchie. I broke a tooth creatively, and I was displeased to discover that all the emergency dentists had taken the two weeks from December 20th to January off. I managed to get seen on January 2nd, and discovered that referred pain is a thing because the problem child tooth was at the top of my jaw instead of the bottom. It had to be extracted, and I needed A LOT of Tylenol in the 10 days that followed.

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Christmas Eve. We had a lot of gatherings over the Christmas period, and Christmas Eve was our quiet day. I had church that night and even had a reading (the same one I’ve had for 5 years).

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Sandwich generation FTW! My mom had a cardiac ablation on December 8th, and it went off without a hitch. Someone from my parish was assisting with the procedure, and I got a huge hug when she saw me in the PACU. It was an uncomfortable feeling to have my mom as the one who needed care, but I’m thankful for her cardiologist, who is wonderful. It was also a strange thing to be introduced to her medical team by my full first name, middle name, and last name. (Anesthesia is fun.)

Catching Up: It’s June???? Edition

I can’t believe it’s June…

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[+] Decent pajama bottoms. These are completely rock my world. They’re short enough for me (5’1″ish with a freakishly low inseam), and they make me feel cute. I’d live in them if I could.

[+] Yarn goodness. My evening wind down activity has been crocheting things for different people and causes. I get yarn from Herrschners.Com or I check Amazon for some. I’ve put together a baby blanket and several prayer shawls with a few shawls waiting to be edged and two baby blankets in process.

[+] End of an Era. My priest had his last Sunday on the 8th. He was with us starting in January 2019, which means he got to go through the pandemic with us. His last service was a bilingual one with one of the diocesan staff present, his kids there (who all live far away, Aztec dancers doing the prelude and postlude, and a massive potluck with tamales, mole, a bunch of Oaxacan cuisine I can’t remember, and the standard white American potluck foods.

Habemus Papa

I didn’t read any of the “Who Will Be the Next Pope” articles because the Holy Spirit moves in mysterious ways, and being on those lists isn’t a guarantee. (Case-in-point: JPII wasn’t on any of those going into the conclave that elected him.) I tuned into the procession into the Sistine Chapel yesterday when an Orthodox Jewish friend clued me into it happening. I’ve got to say that it was something interesting to listen to while cat-napping. Beautiful chant and fun to listen to cardinals making the oath on the Gospel book in Latin. Cardinals Dolan and Cupich apparently speak Latin with a flat Midwestern accent, which sounded very different than cardinals who spoke Romance languages sounded.

So am I happy with the selection of Prevost? VERY! My prayers for the new Pope were “someone more similar to Pope Francis” and “NOT RAYMOND BURKE”. I got both wishes. 🙂 All I knew going into this was that Prevost existed, and everything I read about him only made me happier. He speaks multiple languages, has spent time in the Global South, is very justice-oriented, etc.

I know there are some who are going to claim that I like him because of his criticism of Trump and Vance, and that’s not true. The Pope’s criticism of them is expected… because all of his criticism is based on their actions and words being against the words of Jesus in the Gospels. Still, I was way too amused when I saw this on Facebook:

(I do enjoy a good trolling after all.)

in any case, I’m super happy for my Catholic friends. The Holy Spirit came through clutch today, and you seem to have a good leader. 🙂

Pope Francis

AP News: Pope Francis dies at 88

Into your hands, O merciful Savior, we commend your servant, Francis. Acknowledge, we humbly beseech you, a sheep of your own fold, a lamb of your own flock, a sinner of your own redeeming. Receive him into the arms of your mercy, into the blessed rest of everlasting peace, and into the glorious company of the saints in light. Amen.

On Love…

This became kind of a tradition in 2012, and I think posting it yearly came out of a conversation with my friend Mandi. In any case, here are some words on love from 1 Corinthians 13 in the NRSV version of the Bible.

If I speak in the tongues of mortals and of angels, but do not have love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give away all my possessions, and if I hand over my body so that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient; love is kind; love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice in wrongdoing, but rejoices in the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

Love never ends. But as for prophecies, they will come to an end; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will come to an end. For we know only in part, and we prophesy only in part; but when the complete comes, the partial will come to an end. When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child; when I became an adult, I put an end to childish ways. For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then we will see face to face. Now I know only in part; then I will know fully, even as I have been fully known. And now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; and the greatest of these is love.