The Orioles suffered a terrible loss on Saturday evening, but we figured you can only go up from there. And who wants to be a fair-weather fan? So, we headed to Camden Yards on Sunday afternoon to cheer them on.
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Writing and self-doubt and a lesson from John Steinbeck
There is nothing as intimidating as the blank page.
Letting go of the guilt over screen time
I could definitely be a better mother. I fall short in many ways. But I choose not to feel guilty about letting our children have screen time.
Feasting on crabs and peach cake, decorating with flyswatters, and other summer fun (7 Quick Takes)
You can almost taste the end of summer. I can no longer complain about the ridiculously early back-to-school sales, even though I have yet to buy a single No. 2 pencil or accordion file.
Where’s our darn food!!??
We are Americans living in the top nation – a country to which immigrants have been flocking for several centuries, a country with too much, a country which wastes an unfathomable 50% of its food, cluelessly ruins much of its resources, and packages products using excessive amounts of plastic, styrofoam and cardboard.
When all you can do is pray
Every time there is a shooting—yet another shooting—I feel so helpless.
Because of your support for the Annual Appeal
Catholic Charities of Baltimore’s Sarah’s House is lifting some of Anne Arundel County’s most vulnerable citizens out of homelessness.
The summer is flying by, birthday fun, our butterfly bush, and what crawled into my salad (7 Quick Takes)
Suddenly it’s August. We’ve had such a fun and more-relaxing-than-usual summer that I would really like to hold onto this season a bit longer.
4 favorite lessons from St. Ignatius of Loyola
As we celebrate the feast day of St. Ignatius, here are some of my favorite lessons from the founder of the Society of Jesus.
A handcrafted birthday surprise
I’m not very easy to surprise.
Birthday celebrating, a new little child of God, favorite Catholic movies, and more (7 Quick Takes)
Today is my birthday! I just love birthdays. I enjoy everyone’s birthday, of course, but especially mine.
There were three jolly fishermen (a fishing tale)
Once upon a time there was a boy who loved to fish. He dreamed about fishing. He talked about fishing. He couldn’t get enough of it—even though he had only caught one fish in three years.