tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-178336742024-03-13T08:36:43.994-04:00High Five!(formerly "Four Crying Out Loud")
Thoughts about everyday Catholic family life. Georgie Tamayo Clemenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05466988319223084796noreply@blogger.comBlogger610125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17833674.post-788151400362335342013-01-11T23:56:00.002-05:002013-01-11T23:58:51.079-05:00Merry Christmas from our home to yours!
The kids just keep getting bigger and we just keep getting older, although the trophy wife in the middle stays a forever-young 29. Photo Credit: Alisha Workman
Georgie Tamayo Clemenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05466988319223084796noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17833674.post-2577573777872427642013-01-11T23:20:00.000-05:002013-01-11T23:20:46.929-05:00Grandma's Tree
(This was originally written for the Youth Ministry E-News-December 2012 Edition.)
My husband Chris grew up on the coast of Mississippi in a small ship-building town called Pascagoula. His Grandmother, Mary Evelyn, (also lovingly known as: Grandma Clemens), lived a short mile away from the family in a 1000 sq ft post-war home typical of the area. Grandma Clemens was a small lady,Georgie Tamayo Clemenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05466988319223084796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17833674.post-22415920361971968372011-03-30T23:55:00.003-04:002011-03-31T00:01:58.699-04:00Oh Lord, it's hard to be humble sometimes!
This Lent, I came across this wonderful list showing evidences of a lack of humility and saw myself in more than one or two. I'll be praying about this list and how my lack of humility can hurt my family and those around me. Lord, make me humble, and when I'm humble, don't let me know it!!The Seventeen Evidences of a Lack of HumilityBy St. Josemaria Escrivá1. To think that what Georgie Tamayo Clemenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05466988319223084796noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17833674.post-73946900915396298862010-10-20T22:31:00.000-04:002010-10-20T22:31:05.146-04:00Censorship Fail.Becca: Henry, I need to cover your eyes so you don't see this yucky part on the T.V. (She covers his eyes.)
Henry: (with great enthusiasm) Becca, my MOUTH is yooking!!
Georgie Tamayo Clemenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05466988319223084796noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17833674.post-77801926160515340082010-10-18T23:54:00.103-04:002010-10-19T01:32:40.430-04:00The Freshman"Mom, Are you coming to the football game?" she asked me. I could fill a book with the many times my daughter would ask if we were coming to a particular football game or orchestra performance. From a musical theatre production or jazz concert, to a competition, a show, a play, or even a church mass.... the answer was almost always YES. Chris and I have attended more musical Georgie Tamayo Clemenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05466988319223084796noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17833674.post-8258029314910889372010-08-08T21:45:00.000-04:002010-08-08T21:45:07.585-04:00Eat Chikin or WheatiesGeorgie Tamayo Clemenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05466988319223084796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17833674.post-36519660933056414822010-07-27T21:43:00.000-04:002010-07-27T21:43:19.270-04:00Brotherly understanding...Younger Brother: What are all those red things on your face?
Older Brother: God's cruel joke.
Younger Brother: Huh?
Older Brother: Just when you start to care about the way you look, God sends you acne to keep you humble.
Younger Brother: Sorry dude.Georgie Tamayo Clemenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05466988319223084796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17833674.post-5376725649283840272010-05-07T00:02:00.000-04:002010-05-07T00:02:14.176-04:00My Growing Nick!
Lacrosse season has ended and Nick's team tied for the championship. Nick is in the 8th grade and has grown a foot this past year, wears a size 14 shoe, eats us out of house and home and continues to be the big brother that the younger kids in the family adore...and for good reason. He has heart. And a heart for God.
While it pains me to see my kids grow, it give me great Georgie Tamayo Clemenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05466988319223084796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17833674.post-4005519377978795012010-04-09T22:32:00.000-04:002010-04-09T22:32:31.028-04:00Spring!Georgie Tamayo Clemenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05466988319223084796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17833674.post-36492747431715445812010-04-09T21:36:00.000-04:002010-04-09T21:36:31.968-04:00An open letter to Confirmation CatechistsI am getting so excited about the end of the faith development year and all that we’ve accomplished! What we started with at the beginning of the year was a challenge of unknown new faces and personalities…some happy to be in TYM others not so enthusiastic. Teens who, despite their honest love of God, needed some honest answers of why they should believe, not only the facts of what Georgie Tamayo Clemenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05466988319223084796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17833674.post-40080644684511582062010-04-05T22:47:00.004-04:002010-04-05T22:59:24.110-04:00Henry's Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.
On Good Friday, Henry and I decided to color our Easter Eggs while listening to the album, Alma Mater. This music is a release of modern classical music and features the Choir of the Philharmonic Academy of Rome and the Royal Philharmonic Orchestra. The music is very inspiring and perfect for a day like Good Friday; however, I could not tell if the music made Henry extra Georgie Tamayo Clemenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05466988319223084796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17833674.post-6720533775482171962010-04-01T00:13:00.000-04:002010-04-01T00:13:06.057-04:00An artist.Me: I need the water vaccume to clean up the dirt smudges on the hallway carpet.
Him: That is not dirt. It's Henry's handprints after playing with your makeup.Georgie Tamayo Clemenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05466988319223084796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17833674.post-69146157637620426402010-03-23T23:20:00.000-04:002010-03-23T23:20:34.107-04:00Youth Group Shadow StationsI have been a youth minister in the Catholic Church for many, many years. I've experienced the blood, sweat and tears that it takes to build a program from the bottom up and to watch it grow and change into the place where the God can do His best work. There are some very hard days when you work in ministry and there are a good many successes; but at times you work so hard that it's Georgie Tamayo Clemenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05466988319223084796noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17833674.post-65547679636160912952010-01-26T23:11:00.000-05:002010-01-26T23:11:28.964-05:00File under: I can't believe I said that.This mother of five had to yell at her third child tonight, " Jack! You cannot wear your school clothes to bed! People don't do that on weeknights!"
Poor kid. He must have thought it was the weekend or something.Georgie Tamayo Clemenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05466988319223084796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17833674.post-70136378187228688582010-01-20T21:40:00.000-05:002010-01-20T21:40:10.562-05:00Come march with us in DC!Georgie Tamayo Clemenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05466988319223084796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17833674.post-79987958616282427772009-12-24T00:22:00.000-05:002009-12-24T00:22:24.635-05:00The simple thingsIt's the little things. It really is the little things.
About four years ago, I noticed my neighbor had these wonderful Christmas decorations that caught my attention. You've probably seen them around your neighborhood too. They are round balls about the size of a softball, and they light up. Most people like to hang them from their front porch or in front of a Georgie Tamayo Clemenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05466988319223084796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17833674.post-20312643215338686182009-12-22T22:38:00.000-05:002009-12-22T22:38:08.502-05:00Images of Advent
Waiting.
Baking.
Music Making.
Picture taking.
Advent.Georgie Tamayo Clemenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05466988319223084796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17833674.post-80106648978031635752009-12-04T15:33:00.000-05:002009-12-04T15:33:58.053-05:00Jesus Take The Wheel
I’ve just returned from a last minute trip to Texas with my parents. The reason for the trip was to assist them by driving one car behind them while they drove our old Mercedes Benz to Texas to live forever. My dad wanted our unused 1984 vehicle…300,000 miles and all. We were afraid that the Mercedes would not make the trip, so I agreed to follow along just to be safe. Old andGeorgie Tamayo Clemenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05466988319223084796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17833674.post-66626142646433469692009-10-29T15:45:00.000-04:002009-10-29T15:45:48.343-04:00Stories of Strength to learn from<!--StartFragment-->
This week I was reminded how strong human beings are, when the grace of God is allowed to move in their lives.
An older gentleman that I have known well for about 10 years recently shared a story with me about his life as a young man. The story was a painful one …filled with rejection, sadness, death, depression and loneliness. To hear the story, you would Georgie Tamayo Clemenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05466988319223084796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17833674.post-51173711414894989332009-10-27T00:09:00.000-04:002009-10-27T00:09:01.805-04:00Henry's Happy Halloween!Georgie Tamayo Clemenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05466988319223084796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17833674.post-54500440380194058172009-10-17T23:49:00.000-04:002009-10-17T23:49:00.336-04:00TMI?Eight year old Gus was handed a full diaper, compliments of his brother, Henry. It was chilly outside so when Gus reached to throw the diaper away for his dad, he exclaimed, "Wow! This would make a great hand warmer!"Georgie Tamayo Clemenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05466988319223084796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17833674.post-23879855856826210302009-10-14T23:46:00.002-04:002009-10-14T23:46:57.876-04:00A Tale of Two BirthdaysThere is nothing more bittersweet than a child's birthday.
We celebrated two birthdays in September: Rebecca and Henry. My firstborn child, Rebecca, turned a happy 17 as we celebrated with a surprise party at the local Pizza Hut. Over 20 of her friends met me at the restaurant and at the appropriate time, ducked under tables and chairs so that she would not see Georgie Tamayo Clemenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05466988319223084796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17833674.post-32616752812888057862009-10-09T00:16:00.000-04:002009-10-09T00:16:52.026-04:00Rescue Me!
I am one of those girls that likes to be rescued and I am not ashamed to admit it. I enjoy being rescued from uncomfortable situations that I cannot fix and some that I can. I like it when men in my life come to my rescue out of chivalry or love. I am NOT ashamed to admit it; it was just how I was raised. I blame it all on my father. As a youth, anytime I askedGeorgie Tamayo Clemenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05466988319223084796noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17833674.post-53943498438679240492009-08-28T22:59:00.000-04:002009-08-28T22:59:54.602-04:00Gus's new hobbyMe: Gus, why are you going through my purse?
Gus: 'Cuz it is like a 'wonderland'.Georgie Tamayo Clemenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05466988319223084796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17833674.post-43723381162990564112009-08-25T23:09:00.001-04:002009-08-25T23:09:50.158-04:00Being 10
Jack has turned 10 today. There was not much fanfare since he had to share the day with his sister's first day of school as a senior in high school, his brothers first day as an 8th grader and the regular chaos that normally ensues on the first day of school. Poor Jack. His birthday always comes during one of the busiest times of the year: the beginning of school.
As usual, Georgie Tamayo Clemenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05466988319223084796noreply@blogger.com0