Catholic Family Vignettes

A collage of literary snapshots from the life of a large traditional Catholic family


September 20, 2007

What a wise guy…

A sinus headache. And where are the last two sinus tabs? In the bottom of my purse (cue dramatic music!)

As I’m rummaging through my purse, which is a large, shapeless bag, I’m cursing the sheer volume of paper, the three mantillas, two church bulletins and large umbrella stand (oh…wait…that’s Mary Poppins!), trying to find the world’s smallest pack of foil-wrapped pain relievers.

“I hate this purse!”

My thirteen year old son, with a wry smile, says:

“Hey mom…maybe you need to find a purse with shelves…or maybe you just need those stackable things, like in a toolbox…”

Very funny…very, very funny.

My dear friend Sandra, who actually puts her cash in her wallet and knows where her keys are, is laughing her head off right now…

Do they make purses with shelves? I wonder…

The first day…

I truly thought leaving an hour early would get us there on time.


Apparently, when you live outside of Columbus and you need to be downtown during the morning rush hour, and it’s the first day of school for two very large colleges…well, you should probably leave much, much earlier.


She was late for her first day of college. The dear girl sat in a mini van with her six brothers and sisters during morning rush hour traffic, watching the time tick away, listening to the complaints…sigh…

I had envisioned something much more pleasant.


But such is life. You envision one thing, and receive another. You live to see another day. And you vow to leave much, much earlier.


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