In Memoriam

The Queen of Absolutely Everything

May 1990 - November 29, 2008

Today my wonderful cat the queen of absolutely everything has passed from this life to the next. I was the last person she saw as she took her last breath. I sang her "You are my Sunshine" as the vet gave her drugs to go to sleep softly.

I miss her so much, she has made me so happy. She's been through everything with me, marriage, divorce, coming out, girlfriends, finding a partner, a career in finance, a career in ministry, chaplaincy (she hated it when I'd leave in the middle of the night, her ears would flip down every time the beeper went off), parish ministry (she's helped me with all my sermons and was eager to critique). A move across the country etc. etc.

I like to imagine her in heaven now, trying to tell God what to do and then hunkering down on his lap and letting him scratch her ears. She's in a better place now where there is no pain, she is whole and running in her happy scamper towards a beautiful garden.

It doesn't get much better than this!

Today I taught Sunday school. We played a game that taught children about the things that people who are homeless have to deal with everyday. It was so much fun and after class we all got candy prayer beads!

During service today I couldn't help smiling from ear to ear. I love my job as a pastor and most days I can't believe I actually get paid to do what I do. Blessed be for the ability to live out my call.

Well gotta go use those beads now.

Hail Mary full of grace...crunch crunch.

Things that make me smile.

I could watch this over and over again. Enjoy!



Miss Tara Ligament sings Mickey

A Barack Sock

Last night to ease my jumpiness as I was watching the election results I knit a baby sock. I hope the baby that wears this sock knows that while I was making it, that our country was making history! I am so excited about our future president. Great day in the morning!

Oh yes we did....

Great day in the morning everybody. For the first time in eight years I am proud to be an American. For the first time in eight years I have hope for my country. For the first time in eight years I believe in the goodness of my fellow citizens.

Four years ago when Bush was re-elected I was ready to move to Canada. The media reported that Americans voted on family values, immigration and the war on terror. As a woman who is a lesbian and whose parents are immigrants, I felt that my kind was no longer welcome in America. Thank God I didn't leave.

Last night I prayed thanksgiving to God for the continual in breaking of God's kingdom on Earth. Yes God was always working in our history to make things right for all of God's creation, even during the Bush administration (bleh). But now the work will be greater, stronger and far reaching. Justice will roll down like waters, and righteousness like a mighty stream!

I thought about Martin Luther King Jr's. last sermon. Like Moses, he didn't make it to the promised land but he had seen it from the Mountain top. I can't help thinking that Barack is our Joshua, ready to lead us into the promised land.

A night at Chez Songbird's.

In-between a meeting and a conference I got to spend the night at Chez Songbird's on Halloween night. At first I suggested to my fellow Revgalblogpal that we dress up as nuns and go trick or treating in her neighborhood but she didn't think it would a good idea. So her daughter Light Princess and her best friend Manga Fangirl did the honors instead.

When they got back, I got to eat all the malted milk balls, the milk duds, the left over snicker bars that Songbird passed out and various other asundries. I don't think I've eaten as much candy in one year as I did last night. Needless to say I was flying high on a sugar buzz well into the wee hours of the night. The sugar finally wore out the next morning as I was presenting a workshop.



Songbird's zoo was a delight to spend the evening with. Doggies Sam and Molly were quite friendly and gave me and abundance of paws of love and kisses. Kitty Puss Puss allowed me to pet her and Baby Kitty kept her disdain for me down to a haughty glare from the hall.

A good time was had by all sailing on the Good Ship Lollipop at Songbird's. Now if only I could get those traumatic dreams of Shirley Temple chasing me up and down the decks out of my head.