Something Strange...

I was deleting old blogs I had connected to Blogger when, suddenly, one of my blogments here has disappeared. No worries...It's not like I can't rewrite things. I just don't want to.

So, in place of the post that is now lost somewhere in cyberspace (or dead to us all) check out the intensely cool place my sweetheart (AKA: Leonarrrrrrrrrrrdo) took me for dinner last night. He is so hot....xoxoxoxoXO!

Moya

And happy 4th, Americans!

And just as a note...(because the post explaining this is gone)...I am not a convert to Catholicism. I was actually raised this way...As much as I love them, please don't confuse me with the ardent, strident, stickler, Pope-like, converts. Please! I am nowhere near that great of a Catholic. My conversion happens every day - as yours should as well. And I am looking ever closer to Eastern Orthodoxy, because I love my Catholicism so much. I am a nerdy, Liturgical, incense addict. I just cannot get enough. This love began as some of my earliest vivid spiritual memories, from the "olden days" (around age 5 and when Charlie's Angels was still prime time) when I smelled the incense of the Novos Ordo and demanded from my Oregon-hippy-priest, "Fr. Schwab, is that what marijuana smells like?" And he introduced me to my first penance a full year before all the other kids were getting their First Holy Communion.

Yeah, that's me...the American Cradle Catholic. Enjoy!