Tag: Church

30-Minute Warning XXXIX

What can I tell here under 30 minutes?

Today, I got the peaceful Sunday that I wanted. There was one thing on today’s to-do list that I didn’t get to do (which is to try the Ube Pinipig from Panco Cafe), but at least I was able to do my Sunday habit: go to Mass with my family. My heart and soul are simply happy.

And there was a bonus treat: After Mass, my Mother, cousins, and I went to Army Navy and I had my favorite food in the world—a chicken burrito with orange cheese. After more than a month of not eating my favorite dish, I finally did. Thank you for the wonderful treat, Mother!

In a previous post, I said that I want to make changes in my life slowly but surely. Aside from having one celebratory glass of Jack & Coke Zero per week, moving forward, I also swear to have my favorite burrito occasionally instead of every week. Why? Firstly, I want to save more money. Secondly, I have been celebrating my small victories every weekend with said burrito. But this time, I want to make the chicken burrito special again, so having it on special occasions does that. And tonight’s chicken burrito is extra special because my Mother ordered it for me. Thank you once again, my beloved Mother!

And my 30 minutes are up. See you in the next post.

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30-Minute Warning XXXVII

OK. Now that I’m done with my 12-day blogging break, what can I share here under 30 minutes?

Well, yeah… let me talk about my short break from blogging. Writing on The Diary for 14 days straight (as part of my 14 Days of The Deranged Writer [2024] series) drained my energy, so I had to take a breather. And now I’m back, I will try to blog more often before 2024 ends.

Good grief. Here I go again with my monthly blog count problem. But hey, I still have to try to reach my goal. As my favorite Marvel character, Deadpool, says, “Maximum effort!”

Anyway, what is up with me recently? Well, after being on cloud nine because of my happiest birthday party by far (I’m working on a post about that), my mood went down a week after. Why? Let’s just say that I got ignored by a non-friend, and for some reason, it affected me so much. I still feel a bit awful about it, but my nerves are more relaxed now compared to last week. (My short break from blogging helped somehow.)

What else can I share? Oh! Recently, I have been doing my annual tradition: Attending the Simbang Gabi, a series of Holy Masses in preparation for Christmas. There are 9 Masses in total, and I have attended 6 so far. Also, I have been attending the anticipated Masses so I don’t have to wake up earlier at 1am or 2:30am. Good job, self! Here’s to going 9!

Wait. Now I realized something: My recent anxiety lessened because of Simbang Gabi and my nightly affogato time after that. Thank you, Lord.

And time’s up. Happy weekend and happy holidays!

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Edited on December 21, 2024 at 2:10pm. I got anxious after reading the post twice, so I had to make one sentence clearer. (The “ignored” sentence.)

God & Satan

God’s coolest winter
Satan’s summer evens things
Why can’t I have both?  Ω

Originally published on April 5, 2019.

Image header: Pixabay and Adonyi Gábor of Pexels.