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  • Sunday Gratitude – 2.VIII.2026

    Sunday Gratitude – 2.VIII.2026

    Boy, has it been busy the last couple of weeks! More appointments than I could shake a stick at, and a couple of weekend events as well. I’m very grateful that things pretty much went off without a hitch, and appointments were met, things a t home have been pretty quiet, and events were enjoyable.

    One of the events that I went to last Sunday was German Fest in Milwaukee. I had toyed with the idea of biking the 16 or so miles up to church, and then continuing on the eight from church to the fest, but I’m happy that I didn’t do that. Instead, I put my bike in the car and drove up to church, changed quickly afterwards in the bathroom, then biked the 8 up to German Fest. I had never biked along the Lakefront Path before, and it was really beautiful, albeit busy with people, making it impossible to go very fast. For me, one of the draws is that I get to see people I know, and so that was really fun. (I just wish my German dress still fit me.)

    I biked the 8 miles back to the car, and at the end I was tired, and I was grateful I didn’t have 16 more to go, but I didn’t feel terrible either. Last year, I parked in a place where it was a four mile ride from my car to the fest, and on the way back, I felt like I was dying. However, I probably hadn’t even been on a bike in at least 2-3 years before then. And now, well, between the Thursday afternoon before German Fest and the following Friday afternoon, I biked over fifty miles, and it was challenging, but fun. 🙂 I’m grateful for the opportunity to be working on my health.

    Silly thing, but my older son was looking for 32 gigabyte SD cards for something. I figured that that was easy enough; as long as I can remember, those things aren’t wildly expensive. Imagine my shock when I walked into Best Buy to get one, and they all seemed to be over $45. Insane. I told him to hold off on buying one, and though I often have miscellaneous extra memory cards and such around, there was nothing that would help him in this instance. Mind you, though, that I haven’t purchased any of these in at least 3 years. The next day, he and his sister went to the gym, and I decided to check out WalMart. Wouldn’t you know, but the price was almost as bad. However, there were two associates who came up right by me, one of them holding a plastic case. Wouldn’t you know, but there were two 32GB SD cards in it. They seemed to be confused about where they wanted to put the item, as it had originally come from the outdoor section, as these two were marketed for trail cams. Nobody is looking for SD cards in the outdoor section! I’m sure this is why this was marked down to $8.50. I proceeded to ask if I could buy it, and they were happy to oblige me, as that also meant that they didn’t have to find a place to put them in the case. I am very grateful I didn’t have to shell out three times as much for the same item.

    After German Fest, I went over to my church’s church picnic. That was fun, too. The location is great, and it’s nice to hang out with good people. Summer days are beautiful like that.

    Speaking of summer days, we finally got some rain. I don’t think it rained at all in July until the 27th and it was kind of sad seeing everybody’s lawns turning brown. I had mowed right around the last week of June, and I had meant to a couple of weeks after that, and I actually started to, but after about 10 minutes of mowing, I twisted my ankle and it hurt too much to keep going. By the next day already, I didn’t know if it was safe to mow, but it was interesting to see how those strips that I did mow turned very, very brown, and I’m grateful I didn’t cut the whole lawn and have it looking like that.

    On the weather front, we had strong storms that came through on the 27th. Friends of mine in Milwaukee had power knocked out, but here, thankfully, we kept power, there was no hail, etc. Unfortunately, this was not the case in all of Wisconsin, and the town of Menasha, in particular, got hit badly. My kids and I signed up for an event months ago that takes place in this area; once I heard that there was a tornado, I checked back to see if the event had been cancelled. It didn’t seem to be, so we drove up to the area and just happened to end up on the street here that this man is driving on in the first 3 minutes of the video here.

    How did I end up in Menasha? Well, our first destination was in a small town called Combined Locks. The driving on the interstate had been miserable due to rain, and at a certain point, I couldn’t take it any more, and looked for the first exit off, knowing I could come up the western side of Lake Winnebago to get to where I wanted to go. It just happens that Menasha is pretty much on the western side of the tip of Lake Winnebago, so by getting off the interstate, it pretty much meant going through Menasha. It was weird, too, because at first, I just noticed that there were a lot of tree branches and stuff on the sides of the road, and it kind of dawned on me that that must have been a result of the storm. I did not know that within about 15 minutes, we’d be driving through a disaster zone like this. The crazy thing is, though, that once I got through Menasha, my destination was about six miles down the road, and over there, things looked completely normal. For as bad as the tornado was though, it’s amazing that not a single person was killed – certainly something to be grateful for.

    The event that the little kids and I went to was a bike ride/music festival called “Bike to the Beat“. The event took place on Saturday, but the four of us made a little mini-vacation out of it, and it was an awful lot of fun. The drive up was absolutely horrendous, lasting 4 hours when 2.5 is more normal. It rained the whole time and there were accidents and road construction in the Milwaukee area. I was so incredibly grateful both to get off the interstate and to actually arrive at the hotel.

    Manitowoc train tracks Lake Michigan

    BIke to the Beat was amazing, even apart from a couple of wrinkles in the day, and I am grateful that there were no mechanical issues with the bikes, we had all the tools, I didn’t forget any pedals or anything, etc. More than that though, the kids enjoyed the hotel a lot and we took a little detour through Manitowoc on the way back, and it was really a good trip. I’m the type of person who is always trying to anticipate what might go wrong in order to avoid any pitfalls, and when things go off with no major issues, I am grateful.

    I’m grateful, too, that after far too long, I got to video chat with a dear friend. I’m grateful, too that through everything, the friendship holds.

    Wow, it’s been a full couple of weeks! Thank you all for your patience with me! I am certainly grateful for all of you!


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  • Keep the Customer Satisfied (Disney’s Epic Fail)

    Keep the Customer Satisfied (Disney’s Epic Fail)

    The large project at home crawls forward, bit by bit. It’s funny, because it’s been so present in the front of my brain that sitting down and writing almost seems strange.

    About two weeks ago, the following video came to my attention. I am neither a fan of Star Wars nor Disney, but the young woman in the video, Jenny Nicholson, is a YouTube creator who is fanatical about both (and theme parks as well), so much so that she paid well over $6000 for her and her sister to experience the short-lived Star Wars hotel (known officially as the Galactic Star Cruiser). She was not impressed. The video, clocking in at just over four hours, is a mix of background on the project, her interest in it, her experience at the attraction, and a lot of constructive criticism of how it could have been a lot better. It’s absolutely fascinating, to the point that a lot of people, like me, have watched or listened to the whole thing without having an interest in either Disney or Star Wars.

    This video would not have been nearly as compelling had it been merely a list of complaints about an overpriced hotel experience. Instead, she touches on a lot of trends that contributed to the inevitable failure of this project, down to things just as basic as the scale – it seemed like it was big enough that the actors were almost overwhelmed with the groups sometimes, but it didn’t have a large enough scale to ever make a profit, even with the ridiculously high prices. Many things were unforced errors, such as some people’s apps not working correctly with the main game. She touches on the groupthink of Disney executives, who often seem stuck on the same buzzwords and of “influencer marketing” that gets to the point of being, at the very least, insincere.

    However, she also manages to get to points that go much deeper into Disney corporate and corporate leadership in general. In Disney’s case, the transformation of the idea of a place that was basically all inclusive and went out of its way to treat their customers extremely well to a business that seems to want to maximize profit off the people visiting. I’m not saying that Disney ought to be operating at a loss, but she asks whether Disney is now aiming at an experience with their parks that families might visit and return to every few years, or an experience that some families can afford only once while their kids are young. When I was a kid in Chicago, even amongst families of modest means, there were a fair number of kids whose families had made trips to Disney. I hadn’t thought of this before she mentioned it, but I can’t remember the last time I’ve heard anybody say that they’ve been to Disney, apart from distant relatives who live about an hour from Disney World in Florida who offered their place to us if we ever wanted to go to Disney. Even with that, we never went. If I had to guess, I’d assume the percentage of Americans who have been to any of the Disney parks at least once is lower now than in the 1980s.

    Is that a sustainable path for Disney? I can’t say. However, it’s the job of the board at Disney to be thinking about these things and planning for and against trends, both short-term and long, to the degree that they can. That Disney – Disney! – shuttered and wrote off an attraction that cost them $300 million after 19 months is indication that these things are not being done. Disney can weather the loss, but Nicholson’s video ought to be watched – and heeded – by anyone in business as a lesson on how it’s possible to alienate even your biggest supporters by corporate attitude and making strings of stupid decisions that would have been fairly easy to correct had anyone bothered to pay attention.


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  • Sunday Gratitude – 9.VI.2024

    Sunday Gratitude – 9.VI.2024

    The big project at home is in full swing, and I’m grateful to be able to do it – time and resources and the like – even though it’s slow going and often frustrating and depressing. On the flip side, I have found a number of things that had been lost or misplaced, so I’m thankful to be finding those things and to be more able to put things where they belong.

    I’m thankful for the opportunity to do a presentation on something that is near and dear to my heart, even though I’m very nervous about standing up in front of a group of people again. However, I picked up one of my books and started reading to refresh what I know and I was really drawn into that world all over again. I need to finish the project mentioned above before I can really go deep into this, but I am thankful for the examples of the saints among us as inspiration to stay strong in the truth.

    I’m grateful that some fairly large expenses can be covered, and I’m grateful that a couple of them seem to cost less than what I had originally feared.

    I’m grateful for summer weather that isn’t too hot, which makes the big house project a lot more tolerable, as our A/C is fairly unreliable at this point.

    I am grateful to know that God loves me, and I believe He used an “evil done against me” to get me out of a situation that was incredibly harmful and may have eventually killed me. With some space, that seems to be more clear.

    I am, as always, grateful for your time and attention (and comments). 🙂 I hope all of you have a great week!


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  • Saturday on Substack – 8.VI.2024

    Saturday on Substack – 8.VI.2024

    Once again I’m a day late (and a dollar short?) but there is a Saturday on Substack post up this week, which can be found here: https://breathofhallelujah.substack.com/p/saturday-on-substack-8vi2024


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  • Sunday Gratitude – 2.VI.2024

    Sunday Gratitude – 2.VI.2024

    Despite this being the beginning of summer vacation, it’s been a very busy week.

    I am grateful that I managed to accomplish some things around the house and that slowly things seem to be improving. I am thankful that there seems to be some sort of path to accomplishing a huge project without having all the other pieces perfect first. I suppose that it ought to be a lesson to me that perfection is not a prerequisite to moving forward.

    red geranium bucket

    I am grateful for the opportunity to have gotten to catch up with a few people, either by text, phone, or *gasp* actually meeting in person.

    I am grateful that despite the expenses that have made themselves apparent this week, I’m not freaking out.

    I am grateful for weather that isn’t intensely hot or humid.

    I am grateful to be able to give people things that seem to be useful to them. I am grateful to have gotten a number of things that are not useful to anyone anymore out of the house.

    I am very grateful to the priest who is hearing my confessions. He’s an excellent priest, and hopefully he’s able to keep doing what he’s doing for a good long time.

    I am deeply grateful for all of you. You are amazing! Thank you.


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  • Sunday Gratitude – 26.V.2024

    Sunday Gratitude – 26.V.2024

    I am extraordinarily grateful that the school year is over. The last weeks were crazy and stressful, and I’m simply tired of all the school runs and everything.

    I’m thankful that I was able to get a fair amount of stuff done this past week, despite getting very little done since about halfway through Thursday. There was an event Thursday night, and by the time that was over, I was just done, and I’ve been using this weekend to recover. I hope to be able to pick up the momentum again, but I’m not a robot, and there are just times when I need a break.

    Red Rose

    I’m thankful that although the one filling I have broke loose (and on the Friday evening of a holiday weekend!), I’m in no pain or real discomfort while I wait until I can call the dentist.

    I am grateful for the everyday, and yet not grateful enough for it. I’m thankful that I know good people and get to have good conversation both online and in person. I’m grateful that so many people are patient with me.

    My mind is a little bit of mush right now, so please forgive me. Know, though, that I’m grateful for all of you always.


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  • Saturday on Substack – 25.V.2024

    Saturday on Substack – 25.V.2024

    Finally, a new edition, which can be found here: https://open.substack.com/pub/breathofhallelujah/p/saturday-on-substack-25v2024


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  • Let ‘Em In

    Let ‘Em In

    Saturday without the kids. On tap – multiple large projects. Having arisen at seven, I already felt a twinge of panic as it felt like I was already behind.

    First, cleaning out the car. Mind you, the car hadn’t been cleaned out since last fall, before the snow fell. It was awful – toys and paper bags with French fries that weren’t quite finished, shoes and socks and homework and drink holders with a thick layer of unidentifiable goo in the bottom.

    It was well over an hour’s work on a surprisingly warm morning. Keeping Midwest Magic Cleaning on as my soundtrack, I managed to clean things out enough the difference between before and after was amazing.

    Calling it “good enough”, even without working on the cargo area, I went back into the house to get some water and get myself organized before starting the next project – mowing both in front and behind the house. Not only that, but I needed to get gas from the gas station for the lawn mower.

    It had been a conscious choice to wear some of my rattiest attire for the day. Both my t-shirt and pants had likely celebrated a decade in my house, and both had the scars to show it. But when the plan for the day involves crawling around a vehicle where one is likely to end up with melted Valentine’s chocolate on one’s attire, and then having the area around one’s feet colored green, it seemed like a smart decision.

    As luck would have it, something went goofy again – although I don’t quite remember, I suspect it was looking for the car keys that I *just had* while I was cleaning the car – and while I was trying to collect the pieces of my scattered mind along with the keys, somebody rang the doorbell.

    This is not necessarily an uncommon thing, but it’s almost always somebody who wants to sell me something – insect treatment, new windows, a bridge to nowhere – and had the front door not been sitting ajar behind the glass storm door, I might ducked down to pretend I wasn’t available, despite the open garage door and row of half-filled plastic water bottles pulled from the car now sitting in the driveway attesting to the fact that somebody was around just minutes ago. I got a quick glimpse of who was on the other side of the storm door.

    Men in suits. “Probably Mormons,” I thought. And then a thought from almost nowhere – “Talk to them”.

    Maybe it was just insanity, but I went to the door and started talking with them. No, they weren’t Mormons. They were Jehovah’s Witnesses. Three of them – and older gentleman, a young man whom I would guess to be in his 20s, and a boy of about five. All three were dressed as if they were going to church in the 1960s; the little boy was in “church clothes” but not a suit, but the two men were in suits.

    It was a surprisingly pleasant chat. What was incredibly interesting was that the older gentleman started talking about increasing degeneracy in the world, and I said he didn’t need to tell me about it, as I grew up in Chicago. He asked where, and I told him, and it turns out that for a long time, he lived about four streets over, and he attended the same high school a couple of my aunts did. Talk about a small world!

    Once the main conversation was done, I invited the younger man to lift the boy up to see the little birds, and I think the boy enjoyed that.

    I let them know that I’m an Orthodox Christian, and a little bit of why. I think that they were impressed that I could quote things out of the Bible. The older gentleman did most of the talking. I don’t think he’s the type whose mind would ever be changed about being a Jehovah’s Witness. As the years go by, it seems like I feel the need far less to convince anybody of anything. I’ve learned that if I want to be convincing, I have to demonstrate the truth of my conviction. That takes time to cultivate.

    We could, however, have a conversation and talk to each other as real people. I remember, too, a blogger once saying that with debates, the object is often not to try to convince your opponent, but to put out a case where other people listening can understand your point. I don’t know, but I have a sneaking suspicion that this was the case with the younger man there, that by respectfully talking with his dad, he was actually hearing the things I had to say.

    The funny thing is, once they were gone, I drove down to the gas station about a half mile from where I live. Not only did I see one of my license plate “signs”, but this song came on the radio. (Granted it was the Beatles’ station, but still…)

    This comes off the only Paul McCartney album I own (apart from the classical album “Standing Stone”), and the familiar lyrics hit me before they were sung:

    Someone's knocking at the door
    Somebody's ringing the bell
    Someone's knocking at the door
    Somebody's ringing the bell
    Do me a favor
    Open the door
    And let 'em in...

    Sure, it might all be coincidence, and I might be prone to rambling on about nothing, but as much as we have to guard ourselves from many destructive ideas and philosophies, it just seems as though if we’re going to ask people to reconsider things near and dear to their hearts that we actually see and treat them as people face to face.


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  • Wordless Wednesday #64 – Three Little Birds

    Wordless Wednesday #64 – Three Little Birds



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  • Sunday Gratitude – 19.V.2024

    Sunday Gratitude – 19.V.2024

    Forgive me for procrastinating – it seems like it’s something I can’t get away from. I’ve accomplished a lot in the last week – and even this weekend, and I’m thankful for that – but I feel kind of like there’s a heavy weight still hanging over me and that no matter how much I do, I’m still playing whack-a-mole with all that needs to get done.

    I’m incredibly frustrated with Substack, which hasn’t corrected the issue that is making it impossible for me to write posts over there. On the other hand, although I mirror a lot of what I write over there over here, the Saturday posts actually do take a considerable amount of time, and as frustrating as it is not to be able to post over there, I’m grateful that it’s lifted a good deal of the pressure to write those posts off my shoulders for the time being so that I can concentrate on the house.

    We had more hail this week, and I’m grateful that it doesn’t seem to have damaged anything. Yesterday was truly a gorgeous Wisconsin summer day, sunny, with a high of about 81F. Despite the sunburn, I’m grateful for days like that (though it makes me wonder how I thought, as a kid, that pretty much any temperature under 90F was tolerable.)

    I’m thankful that I have a lovely neighbor who has been calling to get together on a fairly regular basis. I’m thankful for a place to live and not being in want for food or what have you. I’m thankful to be able to contribute something at church, and grateful that there’s a priest who is willing to hear my confession, even if it’s not the church I regularly attend.

    I’m grateful to have a little bit of time to try to get things accomplished, even if I do procrastinate. I’m thankful that there are people who can use things that I no longer have use for, and that it makes them happy.

    I’m grateful to still see wonder in the world, and I’m grateful for your attention and patience.


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  • Little Miracles

    Little Miracles

    Ten years ago, my mom was helping clean out my grandmother’s house. Since we had recently moved to a house of our own, my mom and my sister dug up 25 varieties of my grandma’s hostas (she had over 90) and brought them here to be planted. Wouldn’t you know, every single one “took”, and at least for a couple of years, we had all of them.

    One section of hostas in 2020

    Unfortunately, I found out that if I don’t keep the arbor vitae in check, the hostas suffer. And so I lost a couple of hostas that way. A couple didn’t come back, and one was struggling and accidentally got run over by the neighbor with a lawn mower. Most of them were still there, though.

    Last year, I was so overwhelmed with everything that I barely even looked at the yard. I mowed the lawn, I kept the thistles from going completely out of control, but I had no time or energy for any of the flowers or anything we usually would have. Sometime in late summer, I glanced up at where there had been a whole row of hostas, and while a couple were there, it looked like the whole section was mostly weeds. It’s not that I didn’t care, but I just didn’t have the energy to deal with it.

    In any case, one of the reasons I trimmed back the arbor vitae a few weeks ago was because I knew that if there was any hope of salvaging any of the hostas, they’d have to get enough light to grow. I spent a couple of hours cutting things back, listening to Jonathan Pageau on my headphones whilst doing it.

    Well, it seems like most of those in the above picture are still there. A couple look more or less normal:

    And as I started searching around, I discovered that many of the others are at least trying to come up this year. I may have lost one completely, but it looks like there’s hope for some of the others.

    This is one of the huge ones – this single stalk was about a foot tall.

    I hope some sunshine and continued weeding will help these this year. And this weekend? Well, there are more hostas to rescue from the weeds on the other side of the arbor vitae! *L*


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