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Take back Our Schools

Here's a little something that worries me... I have homosexual friends. Not that many, one or two... and a few more that I have lost touch with. I have no problem with tolerance. However, since I don't believe that the homosexual lifestyle is a very healthy one, either physically or psychologically, and that is independant of whether or not the rest of us are tolerant, I am not for promoting it. What you do, in (or out) of your bed, and with whom is your business, not mine, not my children's. Keep it there. It is said, if something offends, then you have only to walk on by, or turn it off. This is the argument used by many who lobby, from homosexual activists to pro-life groups. If you don't want to see homosexual acts, you turn off the tv, you don't buy the books, you don't go to the bars... If you don't want to see photos of dead, aborted babies, you turn your head as you walk past the pro-life signs. Simple right? Except when you put homosexuality

Christmas is in the Air

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If the creative juices stirring in our houses are any sign, Christmas (and more imminently, Advent) is coming. I can't sit down anywhere and just DO anything, without one or more people sitting down beside me and wanting in on the project. I really want my kids to be creative, honestly I do. But not when I am being creative! Because then I have to work around the child that insists apon sitting on my lap and "working" too. I have to fight for the scissors, I keep losing track of the glue, my paper selection dwindles rapidly and I start to get stressed out about people wrecking what I have done. What I need is a proper art studio, with a high table/counter for me and a lower table for little hands to work at. No, wait, maybe a cage would be better? No no no, must.remember.to.let.them.be.creative.too. Anyway, amid the mess of paper that accumulated in our office downstairs, the misplaced glue sticks, the battles for scissors, the jealously hording of my own private, person

Jean-Alexandre gets an Award

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Last Wednesday evening, St. John's School had an awards ceremony for their secondary students. Jean-Alexandre received an award for the Catholic Religious Instruction class. Jean-Alexandre, receiving his award. Nicolas and Gabriel, while they were still behaving

Frenglish

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I've been toying with the idea of doing something about the funny things our family ends up saying when we mix up our French with our English, and I finally did something about it. I made a little book, dedicated to my goddaughter and niece, Claire. Here it is:

Grace Coffee Shop

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Da Vinci Code

The stupid movie keeps airing on TV now, and my husband keeps watching it. It's right down his alley, right in keeping with all the other theologically-challenged, conspiracy-theory movies/books. A girl gets weary of all the Hollywoodian conspiracy-based, theologically faulty movies. Everyone knows the movies are fiction. Unfortunately, what people don't realize is that the Hollywood version of Catholic theology is equally fiction. God doesn't forgive murderers? He lets them burn? Or from Van Heusen, the souls of whole families are cursed to Hell unless they accomplish a certain deed? Or from yet another movie, (don't remember which), you make a mistake and God cannot forgive you, unless... (insert condition here). Gosh people, if you don't know what you are talking about, then for goodness sakes, write about something else. Oh right, it's politically correct to be theologically erronous. People would rather believe that Catholics have something to hide

Pandita Ramabai

Interesting, and inspiring story: Pandita Ramabai was just five feet tall, with short black hair and small bones. Yet wherever she went the presence of this Brahman Indian woman—characterized by her grey-green eyes, shapely lips, and light complexion—seemed to cast a spell over all whom she met. She was adored as a goddess when she arrived in Calcutta at age 20. Years later, when she addressed the 2000 delegates of the National Social Congress in Bombay in 1889 (the first woman to do so), she took the assembly by storm. As she was preparing to speak on two resolutions for gender reform, her audience took some time to settle down. She remained silent and still until you could have heard a pin drop and then began with the remarkable words: "It is not strange, my countrymen, that my voice is small, for you have never given a woman the chance to make her voice strong!" From that moment on, she carried her enraptured listeners in the palm of her hand, and the resolutions were pass

Serbian Abortionist Who Aborted 48,000 Babies Becomes Pro-Life Activist

http://www.lifesitenews.com/ldn/2008/nov/08111304.html MADRID, November 13, 2008 (CNA) - The Spanish daily "La Razon" has published an article on the pro-life conversion of a former "champion of abortion." Stojan Adasevic, who performed 48,000 abortions, sometimes up to 35 per day, is now the most important pro-life leader in Serbia, after spending 26 years as the most renowned abortion doctor in the country. (...) In describing his conversion, Adasevic said he "dreamed about a beautiful field full of children and young people who were playing and laughing, from 4 to 24 years of age, but who ran away from him in fear. A man dressed in a black and white habit stared at him in silence. The dream was repeated each night and he would wake up in a cold sweat. One night he asked the man in black and white who he was. 'My name is Thomas Aquinas,' the man in his dream responded. Adasevic, educated in communist schools, had never heard of the Dominican genius s

The kids

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My children - November 14, 2008 I took this photo for Christmas cards. I like how it turned out, other than that Jean-Alexandre is not looking at the camera.

Just GO!!!

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Yep,... this was definitely Toby and me :)

Victory over Violence

Joyce-Ann McCauley-Benner Feminists for Life

Nick Vujicic

For My own Personal Information

... and anyone else out there that wants to know: Abortion Law in European Countries: http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/6235557.stm

The most recent pinatas

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This year, Dominic got lucky, he had two pinatas. The first was the best one, and we shared it with our American cyberbuddies when we went apple-picking near Albany NY. Dominic and his raptor baby, just hatching.. The second one was supposed to be a red soccer ball, but unfortunately turned out looking something more like a brain... some alien brain... Dominic hits the pinata at his birthday party He did have fun running around with the broken pinata on his head afterwards, pretending to be Ironman. Gabriel liked Dominic's first pinata so much, that he put forth his order, one just like it. I was a bit disappointed to be doing the same thing, so I asked him if he really wanted the same dinosaur or if he preferred a different one. To my relief, he said he wanted a triceratops instead. Gabriel and his baby triceratops, just hatching.

Christians have no "human rights"

Another good article by Ezra Levant http://ezralevant.com/2008/10/alberta-hrc-christians-have-no.html

Redistribution

Ummmm... even if I AM for some moderate redistribution, (I'm not 100% social conservative after all...) this is still funny: Subject: Obama's Leaky Plumbing Barack Obama discovers a leak under his sink, so he calls Joe the Plumber to come and fix it. Joe drives to Obama's house, which is located in a very nice neighborhood and where it's clear that all the residents make more than $250,000 per year. Joe arrives and takes his tools into the house. Joe is led to the room that contains the leaky pipe under a sink. Joe assesses the problem and tells Obama, who is standing near the door, that it's an easy repair that will take less than 10 minutes. Obama asks Joe how much it will cost. Joe immediately says, "$9,500." "$9,500?" Obama asks, stunned. "But you said it's an easy repair!" "Yes, but what I do is charge a lot more to my clients who make more than $250,000 per year so I can fix the plumbing of everybody who makes less than t