
Ok, so it was
very obvious. I
did like
Captain America and I
did not see it with Fidelio. In fact, she hasn't seen it yet.
Benny had a considerably bad seizure this afternoon. :'( I am not very happy.
I got my poor papa out of bed at 5:40 and asked if we could make it to 6 am Mass at a church 15 minutes away. Ahem... Well, we made it! Then, with mama still asleep in bed, I volunteered to make the morning up to him by cooking breakfast. We stopped at the store at aprox. 6:45 am and bought eggs, milk, bread, bacon, and orange juice. I'm afraid it was another Friday penance. I poached the eggs hard just after I appologized to papa for their being runny (I had failed to time them, and thought them incomepletely poached.) Being kind, he said, "That's alright; I like my eggs runny." After tasting the eggs that much more resembled hard boilled eggs than runny fried eggs, he said, "That's alright; I like my eggs hard."
Next, I burnt the toast. I mean
really burnt the toast to where it was black. Papa says, "That's alright; I like my toast burnt." And then I proceeded to burn the bacon. And, guess what he said... "That's alright; I like my bacon burnt." I have a kind papa who delights in penances. I'm not sure he was being totally truthful, though... Finally, the one thing I got right was the coffee - what really matters. At least the best part of the meal was of good quality.
Then, Fidelio calls and wakes mama up. So, 'zombie' mom comes in the kitchen and says, "You're cooking bacon on a Friday." Yes, you can imagine how I reacted. "Hail! Mary, full of grace..." Well, Guiseppe says that a Hail Mary makes up for the failure to abstain on Fridays. I trust in the Mercy of God. :D