Saturday, December 31, 2011

Make It So


December 31, 2011 the day we promise ourselves for the next 366 days we are going to be healthier, thinner, happier, nicer, smarter, richer, prettier, drug free, or even holier.

I stopped making New Years resolutions a decade or more ago. I realized way back whenever that I can't keep a promise to myself for a whole year. And the fall from grace for failing is so far with such huge intentions. It's devastating.

Instead I make resolutions daily. Today I will strive to be healthier. Today I will be nicer, pray more, take that walk, hold my tongue, help a stranger, be there for that difficult family member. Today. For the next 24 hours I will forgive and never remember. Today I will be nicer, and more forgiving to me.

How do I do? What's my track record? Some days are better than others. Some days sometimes are strung into a week, maybe a month or more. Then again some days are a struggle, where each hour or even each moment painfully passes. But no worries, for with the early dawning of the new day I start over, with hope on the horizon. Crossing those familiar bridges when I come to them.

Happy New Year! Grace and blessings to you all.

Friday, December 30, 2011

Our Girl

It's no secret that I love my job, but this week I received confirmation that my job loves me. For when I walked into my clients' apartment, from the bedroom I heard, "Our girl is here." To which the reply came, "Well tell her to come in."

Lately, ten times out of ten my shift starts with a bedside chat. Mostly in English; more and more in Italian dialect. And this week, the good morning routine has gone from greeting, to Italian to music. I can't play the piano, but I can read music, so from the 8 inches of stacked sheet music I find a song from which I can pick out the melody line on the keyboard. Yesterday, I few measures in, the query came from the bed, "Is that Bill Bailey you're trying to play?"

"Yes, can you tell -- really?" was my reply.

"Yes," to which the singing ensued.

We sang and laughed all morning. Which begs the question, "Who gets the most out of my going to work?"

Thursday, December 29, 2011

It's Not Always Easy As Well

Some days, some weeks, and then again some months, you have to keep a sharp eye out for goodness. Always remembering, it's in there.

Never strive to be popular. Strive to be kind.

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Ever play this game?

It's Unblock Me. The object is to move the blocks about so the red block can exit off on the right.

It's also a parallel for life as the first moves are never focused on getting the red block to the door. No, the first shifts are always focused on clearing the path. Even if it means moving the red block backwards.

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Use your time wisely.

Though life is rooted with many opportunities to start over, renew efforts, begin again, time is always passing. Make your moments count.

Saturday, December 24, 2011

The Gathering

Watch and Wait

Will we cross that bridge when we come to it?

Mary and Joseph are our role models for trusting in God, first in the Father, then in their Son.

Take His hand and cross life's bridges together.

Merry Christmas

Friday, December 23, 2011

Life Is A Highway

We are all on a journey. Bearing gifts we travel a far. Our daily trip ticket helping us reach our goals and our life's rewards.

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Leave Your Mark

During last Saturday's hike through the Boy Scout Reservation we discovered this dedication. A testimony to love and leadership. As we hustle and bustle these last few days until Christmas let us not forget to leave our own marks. That our actions and words be rooted in love.

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Watch Wait Prepare

Pray. With all the lead up to Christmas remember the shepherds who worked 24/7 still found time for prayer.

Monday, December 19, 2011

What's love got to do with it?

Talk about the melding of two musical minds: Tina Turner and Bing Crosby. And why not mix in a bit of Rosemary Clooney, for good measure.

While listening to the commentary track on the White Christmas DVD Rosemary Clooney suggests that Bing Crosby was a little standoffish with fans. She notes he always seemed to take the quieter tack. Though at one point she shared, seeing and overhearing him backstage whispering towards his audience, "I love you, I love you, I love you," before heading out for his performance. Interesting.

My clients often ask me, "If I like my job." My quick reply is always the same, "I love my job." But more to the point I love my clients. And through that love I feel like the Grinch when his heart grows 3 sizes. I happily go to work with a smile, some quick wit, and as much Italian as I can remember.

Really, whatever your situation, whatever your goal, it is all about serving the customers in our lives. For really only when we love can we truly put our best foot, our best intentions, forward.

What's love got to do with it? Everything.


What makes us special is the signature of God on our lives.

Max Lucado

Sunday, December 18, 2011

My Favorite

Our nativity is made up of a hodge podge of pieces loving provided by both sets of my grandparents. They are all wonderful. From the lofty angels to the littlest of sheep. But my favorite piece is from my great grandmother's creche; a little shepherd boy.

Each Christmas season, it brings my family close to home, close in our hearts, when the nativity is set up.

Saturday, December 17, 2011


The college one is not home for the holidays 24 hours when I overheard her say, "They moved the key so I was locked out of the house for one and a half hours."

What would you think if you heard that? Terrible parents. Leaving their poor daughter out in the cold. Rotten.

Really. This situation is a life lesson, and not the obvious life lesson on communicating where the key is, or isn't. It's a lesson on each situation has two sides. Yes the key has been removed. But also yes, the college one has a house key, but did not have it with her.

The glass is neither half full or half empty. It's just a glass containing a certain volume of water.

Friday, December 16, 2011


I just love how my little one set up our nativity this year. Only Mary, Joseph and the angels are in the stable awaiting the birth. While the shepherds, their flocks, and the wiseman are scattered all over the house unaware that soon their lives will be changed forever.

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Reason for the Season

Just in case, while you're fighting traffic and shopping lines, you could use a little reminder.

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Last Class

Schedule squeezed. Commitments mounting. Stained glass classes must go. I will finish this project at home, and then we will see which of the many other back burner ideas bubble up to the surface. When one door closes, another opens...

My teacher paid me a lovely compliment today, and even showed my work to a guest at the studio. Made the last class special... just a few words... amazing the positive power of language.

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Girl Scout Cookies

Dear Readers,

Our troop is selling Girl Scout cookies with the goal of using the proceeds to fund their trip to Washington, DC for the 100th birthday celebration of Scouting this June. If you would like to purchase a box or two, (They sell for $4/box.), please leave a comment and I will get back with you via email.

The flavors are: Caramel Delights, Shortbreads, Thanks-a-lot, Thin Mints, Cinnamon Spice - (not it's real name), Peanut Butter Patties, Lemonades, and Peanut Butter Sandwiches.

As always, thank you for supporting Girl Scouts.

The leadership and girls of Troop 72148

Monday, December 12, 2011

Learning and Teaching - Teaching and Learning

Parents and children, children and parents -- the teaching and the learning goes back and forth both ways. Parents attempt to teach their children to have manners, be respectful, eat your green vegetables - the boring stuff of life. Children remind parents to have fun and sometimes teach them the latest and greatest 5th grade math.

But there is something darker that children, my children, have taught me, sadly. My lovelies have taught me to yell. Sad but true. Many a time I start a request with my indoor voice, not to gain cooperation or compliance. So to get the attention required, I raise my voice. Not all the time, but enough of the time that I learned if I really want quick action I must yell.

Happily when I pointed this out to my lovelies, they are helping me unlearn this behavior by listening to my softer requests the first time.

Now, take this learning out into nature. Specifically the Vince Lombardi rest stop on the New Jersey turnpike. There we witnessed some incredible learning when a flock of 10 gulls flew into a man carrying a breakfast sandwich from the rest stop's fast food restaurant. The man, nearly knocked to the ground, dropped his food, and instantaneously the flock devoured it.

Shocked -- We witnessed the entire event. Unbelievable learning...

Sunday, December 11, 2011

How far would you go?

Our neighborhood church was closed six years ago during to consolidation of the Boston Archdiocesan parishes. And during that time there were rumors we would have to travel all the way across town to attend Mass. In the end we travel just a few more miles down the road; not bad. So this past Saturday when we drove off at 9 AM to make Mass at 7:30 AM Sunday, I wondered, just how far would someone, anyone, travel to attend Mass? Last weekend we drove just about 1300 miles with Mass as our initial destination.

A pivotal moment at World Youth Day 2011 in Madrid, Spain, was the Stations of the Cross. Especially the station of the Last Supper, for at the table, instead of the Apostles being arranged horizontally (with some quite distant from Our Lord), they sat vertically with Jesus at the head of the table. And what struck me was when the crowd pressed up to see this station it appeared as if we were all seated at the table of the Lord. All invited. All welcome.

This past weekend, a bit disheveled and tired from the drive, as we knelt in prayer of thanksgiving for our safe journey, I again faced this same awesome image of the Last Supper.

Madrid, Spain, to Orlando, Florida -- the table is set. No reservation required.

Friday, December 09, 2011


Is this for real? We're traveling and the weather has been iffy; accidents and near misses galore.

But was this accident real? Nope, this was staged. But for friendships and relationships, we really need to be real in the real sense of the word.

To grow up or not to grow up?

Could that be the question? Can we be all grown up and responsible and still smile at an electrifying parade?

Nurture your kid at heart.

Wednesday, December 07, 2011

Lesson from the work front

Find or better yet create joy at work. And step two: Bring it to others.

We are all artists of our future.

Imagine, you the artist. Nothing and no one can stop you from creating the masterpiece titled: My Life.

Tuesday, December 06, 2011


Imagine if there were just one light attempting to illuminate the castle. An impossibility, but look at the effect when thousands of lights work together. Working together accomplishes so much more than working alone in the dark.

Yes, give it a go.

Monday, December 05, 2011

In the land of the mouse

I have been forced to slow down. Awoke this morning with that pesky floating piece of cartilage un-nicely tucked in my knee joint.

A blessing? Delightfully yes, for I am forced to slowly and leisurely enjoy all around me.

Enjoy your day. Whatever it brings.
Enjoy your life.

Saturday, December 03, 2011

Definition of a Dear Friend

A dear friend is the person or persons you call, before the police, when faced with an emergency.

No emergency here, just posting a definition.


I find it interesting when life mirrors a song, or vice versa. Today, all day and going on all night the Rascal Flatts lyrics: Life is a highway / I'm going to ride it all night long / have been playing through my head. Life is certainly a journey. Full of incidents and accidents.

Safe travels.

Friday, December 02, 2011

But Patty, don't you exercise and watch what you eat?

Don't you dream of being thinner? Why not take the colder easier, faster route?

Answer: Yes I would love to be the weight I was in my 20s or 30s, but there are no shortcuts. Being healthy and living a healthy lifestyle is so much more important than fitting into size 4 jeans.

Thursday, December 01, 2011

Vanity or Something Else?

In a doctor's office there was an informational display on a procedure which reduces fatty tissue in problem areas (love handles, stomach, thighs) by freezing. It doesn't replace dieting, exercise, and is not for weight lose. I inquired... Fatty tissue is more susceptible than surrounding tissues to damage via freezing. So a noninvasive freezing treatment kills the cells which are naturally eliminated by the body over 4 months.

I can't imagine insurance companies pay for these treatments. Would it be vanity that would fire the urge to undergo this procedure? Or am I missing the point? Just wondering...

Learning or relearning everyday

While waiting for the start of my parent teacher conference I (re)learned that New Zealand is not North of Australia and Fiji is not tucked up under Asia. All this time I was living with false impressions of the truth.

I love (re)learning something everyday. Life is one big school room; no desks or chairs required. Yesterday I learned how to say Stand Up in Italian. Proudly this morning I remembered it.

What will I learn today? There is a tingle of excitement as I ponder that question. What about you?