Home for the weekend

Okay so before I go upstairs and deal with my dad I want to make sure that my seven hundred and fifty words is fully stocked for the day and without interruptions. I am so tired right now that I feel like I could just fall over and curl up on the floor and go to bed! I forgot how awesome a kick that Terry's tacos and tea has on my sleep cycle patterns, so as horribly tired as I was last night when I went to bed, I am still as tired as then because I mostly just laid there staring at the ceiling or tossing and turning because I was still so wired on the caffeine and sugar from the tea, as well as being spiced to death by the super hot spicy tacos. LOL. Kinda had to see that one coming I guess...

Anyhow last night was pretty darn fun! I got there and Terry's sister's boyfriend let me in. He apologized, saying that they weren't there, they had gone to pick up a friend (Charles from high school, as I already knew) and would be back soon and invited me to watch DVD on TV with them on FX, which was apparently Garfield a Tale of Two Kitties. So I sat in a recliner and watched it with them until Terry, Katy, and Chuck Pig got back. It was hilarious when they came in, Terry saw me immediately as he was in mid sentence about Katy's surprise being a time sensitive issue. Then when he told her it was right there and that she was walking past it, she's like, "What? Where?" And he's like "In the recliner." "OH MY GOD, PHIL? IS THAT REALLY YOU?" and she poked me a few times to make sure that I was real. It was really funny.

It's like, yeah...I came in for the Labor Day weekend. So as the game night crew arrived, I kept having to hide like I was working at Fright Farm so that I could jump out and surprise them one by one, and was happy to see that they were all pretty happy to have me back, just as happy as I was to be back and to be able to play. We only got through one encounter, but still, it was fun. Then there was some Red Dragon Inn which we quit when two of the five of us had to go, and the last four of us just sat upstairs and played Blur until two more people had to go do their overnight shifts at their jobs. It was funny, none of us had played Blur for so long that we're all sitting there on the first map and the first lap telling each other what the random buttons we were hitting did; I don't think that any of us actually finished above the bots on that map, but after a few laps we were all back into the spin of things.

The only negative part of last night was when I came back home and my check engine light came on. Let me explain: My tires were rotated in the morning and my oil changed, my check engine light hadn't come on in over a year! So I think what it was is that dad was nice enough to fill my car with gas and the gas cap was loose; because I checked the gas cap after parking and it practically fell off in my hand from where it wasn't apparently that well secured. So I'm rather hoping that was the cause of my problems with the gas cap.

Mass this morning was nice, with the little altar servers being simultaneously cute and funny. Something about a little kid trying to lift a book over half their body height above their heads always makes me have to smother a laugh; that's a big difference between IC and STM, IC has people of all ages, and all I've seen at STM is high school and college kids altar serving.

Fr. C was in a real rush, so I don't think he even saw me when we were shaking hands. Today's the Italian Heritage Festival outdoor Mass and I don't think that he's quite ready for it yet! Haha. I'm not too surprised though, one priest for a 1200 home parish with eleven separate buildings, two cemeteries, a preschool, etc. If he weren't bald already the stress would be making his hair fall out, I'm sure.

Today's Gospel reading has always been something that I've never quite gotten and have always struggled with, and today has been no exception to that. Renouncing everything, renouncing your loved ones, all to be the disciple of the One who preaches to love one another. Not only to renounce, but to hate even. Part of me thinks it has to do with translation, because even footnotes will often mark this passage as being more about having faith first and everything else as a distant second.

I guess that's it for my entry today, a bit lite on the faith, but I've been having a decent trip home and that should take precedence this time. We have our early Labor Day cookout in the afternoon so I can go back to PA tomorrow, and I look forward to burgers!