Words from the Wise + PROMO

Today is a big day in the Catholic Church: we canonize Mother Teresa.

In short, this means that the Church formally recognizes her sainthood in heaven. There are so many articles, posts, and news stories telling about her life. Today, I wanted to just share some of the most well known (and maybe not so well known) quotes from St. Teresa of Calcutta that have influenced my life & the things that I still struggle to attain:

  • Kind words are short and easy, but their echoes are truly endless.
  • God had not called me to be successful. He called me to be faithful.
  • The most terrible poverty is loneliness and the feeling of being unloved.
  • If you judge people, you have no time to love them.
  • If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to one another.
  • A country that accepts abortion is not teaching its people to love but to use violence to get what they want.
  • I’m a little pencil in the hand of a writing God, who is sending a love letter to the world.
  • Do not think that love, in order to be genuine, has to be extraordinary. What we need it to love without getting tired.
  • Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow has not come yet. We only have today. Let us begin.

Is Mother Teresa someone that inspires you? Which one of these quotes hits you? Do you have a favorite quote not listed here? Comment below.

PROMO: Now, until the end of September 2016, receive a FREE Mother Teresa peg doll with any $20 purchase at EmmausRoad on Etsy.

xo, k

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Mother Teresa Peg Doll

Spiritual Adoption: An Invitation

A few days ago, I wrote about abortion rights concerts that will be taking place in 30 cities across the US.

Since learning of this event, my heart has been downcast. So many souls affected. So many souls lost. As a pro-life person, I believe that life begins as conception. And at that conception, a soul is made alive.

Each of those souls have a meaning – have a purpose. I use the word “have” because even though they were physically aborted – it doesn’t negate the impact they have on the world. Those souls will always be with their parents; at the very least. People share their stories all the time of how an abortion brought a silver lining in a dark place. That little soul, loved by God, allowed their parents to have a conversion or help save another life down the road.

Today, I want to invite you to spiritually adopt an unborn child. It is just like it sounds: take on a child that has been aborted, name them, pray for them. They have a soul, they have value. With your prayers, you can give them that value. Naming them in turn blesses them. You allow them to not be forgotten.

After reading my abortion concert post, Amy from PrayerWineChocolate invited me to co-host her Spiritual Adoption Event on Facebook. I couldn’t be more honored. Left wondering what the world is coming to and that overbearing feeling that I can’t do anything to help, her invitation to me couldn’t come at a better time. I want to pass that invitation onto you.

Will you join us? From Sept 1 – Sept 15, please pray for the unborn.

Here are the links you’ll need:

Facebook Page: Spiritual Adoption.

A free PDF printable by Meg Florkowski :


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Please comment below or on the Facebook event if you will be able to join us. If you’d like to read about a story of how this Spiritual Adoption prayer has worked before, visit Amy’s post here.

And I am interested: what will you baby’s name be?

xo, k


Pinterest Board #002

As a reoccurring segment on #calidrab, I’ll be sharing my recent pins from the week & my oh-so-you-got-to-know opinions on them. 

Helloooooooo food. Get in my belly!!

This week was a great week for Pinterest people! I fed myself tons of veggies since Hubbs was away on business. Oh you didn’t know? My husband only eats carrots, corn, and green beans. None of the other 403 vegetables out there – leaving me craving it all when he’s gone. I don’t cook two dinners. But thanks for asking.

No. 1:  Clean Orange Chicken #nailedit


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Photo from Clean Food Crush, click for original recipe

I have to say. Mushrooms & asparagus & chicken? Delish!! Her recipe did have me troubled. I loathe honey. Even the real stuff. It just tastes so fake. So when her recipe called for it as the sweetener, I held my nose as I took for first bite. BUT – it was one of the best non breaded orange chicken dishes I think I’ve ever had.

No. 2:  Chocolate Chip Muffins for Breakfast #nailedit

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Photo from The Real Food Dietitans, Click for original recipe

Another winner. I don’t have photos of me baking these with the kids. I actually made them at almost 10 at night while scarfing down wine + M&Ms during a girls night in. So no toddler baking this week.

These were delicious. When the batter was prepped it did not look like it would make a dozen muffins. But it did! And my kids loved them so mush the entire batch was gone within 36 hrs. I had ripe bananas this time. LOL.  I made the recipe exactly as posted.

What did you try out from Pinterest this week?

xo, k


Abortion Concert: Focus on the Music

So, if you’re not doing anything Sept 10, 2016 & want to listen to some music, and get free beer and pizza, I have an interesting event for you. Come CELEBRATE DEATH. (<– not my words….)

Around the country, in 30 cities, Abortion Rights Concerts will be hosted. All free. Many offering free food & alcohol. All have headliners.

I ask the question: are we actually proud (honored, full of pride, happy, joyous) of our abortions? Of the 7-8 women that I know or have met that have shared with me their story of pregnancy ending in abortion, none of them are ecstatic about having to have made a choice to end their pregnancy. Some regret it. Some are ok with it. But none of them boast about it. They all rather forget about it.

I googled “abortion concert” and this was my result:

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Sia is taking over Google. And I find this all subconsciously accurate of our society. Freud anyone? The artist known as Sia has taken over the Billboard charts with the song Cheap Thrills. If you listen to Top 40, you know it. But interestingly, she is also known for her iconic hair. This is just her way of being artistic and I can get that.

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But isn’t it a bit interesting that the artist all over Google and “proud to be performing” at Cleveland’s abortion rights concert covers her face? She desires to be anonymous/cover up/not be seen for who she is when she performs. From the artist’s stand point, maybe she wants listeners to only hear the music and not be distracted by her, the person. Ok. Sure.

I say interesting because these abortion concerts will be doing the same – making the listeners focus on the music and not the people. We are partying and focusing on the lights, food, & music. We aren’t focusing on the the women or men who are affected by the choices they make. We aren’t focusing on the people who have emotions, hurts, feelings, stories, and healing. We are making them stay anonymous/faceless/personless. Because if you’re hurting, we don’t want to see you. We don’t want to deal with you. You’re being dramatic. 

You may regret an abortion. You may be ok with had having one. But I guarantee you aren’t excited that you made the choice.

xo, k

Mom Guilt 002: Social Media


We all do it.

We all follow others on social media purely from a covetous motive.

Oh, I like that living room. Oh, I wish I had that kitchen. Oh, I wish I did that kid of art with my kids. Oh, I wish I had those legs. Or midsection. Or pant size. Oh, I wish I had her hair. Oh, I wish I was as Catholic as her. Oh, I wish I was in Europe right now. Oh, I wish I had that cup of coffee, over looking that view. Oh, I wish.

So, then I better spend money promptly on a rug. I better take from my savings to build that kitchen. I better spend 104 hours tonight scouring Pinterest for the best art projects & my kids better be freakin Monet. I better work out more. I better not eat sugar. Or carbs. Or dairy. Or have survival juice wine. I better spend a hour each morning to do my hair. I better show off more to my friends about just how awesomely Catholic I am. I better book my ticket to France. I better.

A couple of months ago I unfollowed close to 150 accounts on Instagram. That was roughly a ⅓ of the people I follow. And last night while watching another binge of Gilmore Girls, it took me back to the jealousy that invades the hearts of 30 something year olds deep in the trenches of social media.

It was That Damn Donna Reed episode. Rory & her mom Lorelei, have Dean over – Rory’s high school boyfriend. Like every other night, they are in front of the TV watching old classics with the volume muted, adding their own commentary. Their commentary leads to a future fight between Dean & Rory about the role of a woman/wife. If you haven’t seen this episode, I’ll say in the short of it, that Dean & Rory lead the audience to believe that there can and should be a balance between the 1950s housewife and the must-have-independence-and-answer-to-no-one mentality. It originally aired in 2001.

15 years later we , the audience, are still fighting. But now instead of arguing that every woman should be a 1950s housewife, we are arguing that we must be the other. Have no one tell you what to do. Women are smarter & all men are idiots. Don’t have kids, you must choose a career instead. If you don’t work…. what do you do all day? You must be wasting your life away. If you do have kids, why do you need more than one? Why don’t you want to make your own dating rules; you can sleep with whom every you want. Go travel. Be a size 2. Have a six pack…even after having that extra kid you probably shouldn’t have. Sleep with whomever. It’s fine.

The world is so loud. And now it’s arguing in the other direction. Did I miss that happy bliss moment when the pendulum swung from one way to another? In a world that shouts RELATIVISM, we are wrong if we aren’t what they want us to be: smart, working women, who are a size two, has a stupid husband, and kids out of sight. Just watch any commercial. Or better yet – go look at your Instagram. Oh, and don’t be all religious or anything. Because religion is dictating. Everyone should be who and what they want, so don’t be religious. It’s oppressive. It tells you what to do. #irony #rantover

I like Gilmore Girls. Aside from drinking as much coffee as one, their message is always a good one. Find the balance. Follow your gut. Stand up for yourself. Pursue your dreams even if others think you foolish.

Deleting that many accounts has gained inner peace for myself. Let’s be honest. I already struggle enough with self deprecation. Who doesn’t? So why do I need another 150 accounts reminding me how horribly I’ve missed the bar of their perfection.

xo, k

Queen of Heaven + FREE PROMO CODE

Oh Queen of Heaven. My momma.

What a mom to have, no?  Today I want to direct you to my friend Jessica over at Pinot Noir + Prayers.   <- great name, huh?

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She is a blogger helping us wives & mommas out with ideas on how to celebrate the Church’s liturgy with our family. Something to cook? Check. Something to do? Check.

Jessica has tons of ideas for all sorts of celebrations – so make sure to look around!

And for today – through Labor Day Weekend – there is a promo code for my new shop EmmausRoad. Use it to purchase this beautiful Queen right here, or other dolls.

xo, k

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Mom Guilt 001: Morning Prayer

As of late, I have been slacking in my morning prayer. It’s a hit or miss endeavor. Is it because of the kids, or sleepiness, or pure laziness? Yes.

My morning goes a little something like this:

6:45 am : kids wake up. Husband gets them out of bed.  Every morning I want to get out of bed and get them, but my anxiety makes me ultra sleepy in the morning. It’s hard to get going within the first hour of waking. I’ve checked my thyroid – dr says its fine; so all I can assume is that it’s linked to the anxiety/hormones. Though this sounds like an excuse – its not. A real struggle not laziness. And blessed be my husband for his support in this small act of great love for me. 

7:00 am : kids come into the bedroom and play and scream and giggle and kindly demand waffles & bananas for breakfast.

7:15 am : kids eat. I stand dazed in the kitchen, microwaving day old coffee from the machine. I’ll forget about it for about 30 minutes until I think where’s the coffee?

7:16 am : sit down in my green glider by the fireplace, scroll Facebook & Insta; see what the other mom-friends are up to today. Ask myself why I’m always so tired in the morning? Contemplate getting up to brush my teeth.

7:45 am: where’s my coffee…? …reheat in the microwave…

8:00 am : kids finish up breakfast and start playing cars or chase in the house. dang it! I’ve left my coffee again. …reheat in the microwave x3…… 

The more-holier-mom-than-I would say “There! Right there! 7:16!! Do your prayers, girl! Yes. Yes I should be doing my prayers. That is the perfect time. Kids are occupied. I have a moment of “silence” and shouldn’t be spending that time on the internet.”

I should be praying. I should be saying my rosary. I should be doing that novena. I should be. I should be. I should be.

I think as a mom there is so much pressure to be perfect. As a striving catholic, its compounded. #winning. As a mother, I’m expected to take care of kids – keep them not only alive through food, shelter, and clothing, but make sure their sandwiches are Pinterest perfect and activities always perfectly curated. As a member of society, I’m expected to shower daily, have makeup on point, and a well thought out outfit that actually coordinates. As a catholic, many expect me to be in a constant state of prayer and able to always commit & follow through on multi-day prayer formats. Or even complete a full rosary in one sitting.

But I think I’ll say that that’s shit. All I hear in my head as I write that is guilt guilt guilt. Do more. Be more.

But He says BE STILL. ps. 46:10

He says  REST. ps. 62:5; matt 11:28; ex 33:14

It is in vain that you rise up early and go late to rest, eating the bread of anxious toil; for he gives to his beloved sleep. – Ps 127:2

I’m not saying skip morning prayer. Not purposefully. But I want to not beat myself up over it either. By me not praying perfectly everyday, all day, it doesn’t make me a bad catholic, bad person, or bad mom. It’s ok to have a moment to ourselves with day old cold coffee, before the madness officially starts.

Because if we do it right, being a mother is a vocation in of it self. Our vocation is supposed to be our prayer.

I understood that love comprises all vocations – that love is everything, and because it is eternal, embraces all times and places. – St. Therese of Lisieux

Don’t have mom-guilt. Self deprecation is not from Our God. Have mercy on yourself. Love your neighbor AS YOUR SELF. Because only when we love our self can we truly love our husband or kids or family … or neighbor. If we love, that is the greater part.

xo, k


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The most deadly poison of our time is indifference. And this happens, although the praise of God should know no limits. Let us strive, therefore, to praise him to the greatest extent of our powers. – St. Maximillian Kolbe

Today is the 75th anniversary of the feast day of St. Maximillian Kolbe. I love this guy so much I tattooed myself with his prisoner number.

So many thoughts run through my head when I think about this guy. Heard of him? He’s the ultimate hipster of old. Check out his photo:


He’s known as the Martyr of Auschwitz. During his time in the concentration camp, another prisoner escaped.  As a punishment, the camp commander chose 10 men to die of starvation as a warning to discourage more breakouts.  One of the men chosen fell to his knees and begged for mercy, crying out, “My wife!  My children!” Kolbe stepped forward and offered to take his place.  Two weeks after the imprisonment began, only Kolbe was still alive of the 10.  On August 14, 1941, the guards lethally injected him.  Kolbe even raised his arm in anticipation – he couldn’t wait to go see Mary in Heaven.

The reason why I got that tattoo is because those numbers remind me that it is my job as Our Lady’s daughter to do my best to love and show Christ’s mercy to others; even through sacrifice.

Let us remember that love lives through sacrifice and is nourished by giving…Without sacrifice there is no love. – Kolbe

So what’s amazing to me is the other facets of his life. He began the Militia Immaculate or Army of Mary. When he was a child, he received a vision of Our Lady – she was holding two crowns. One was white for purity & the other red for martyrdom. She asked which one he would like. He body replied “both”. I look up to him for this. Because of this vision, he led a life promoting a love for the Mother & consecration to her. He used his modern technology of radio & print to evangelize. And all before he formally became a Franciscan priest.

During my wonderful, brief time with Heart of Mary Women’s Fellowship – that too was my goal: how do I use our modern day technology to evangelize?  Even further, there have been thoughts on my heart of writing something up about Consecration to Mary for the modern girl. We aren’t all pious, perfect beings that can pray the rosary daily – and in one sitting – when there is cleaning, kids, errands, screaming, spilling, climbing, feeding, surviving going on. #solidarity

I get to celebrate my 3 year consecration anniversary Aug 15th, which I do not think is a coincidence to be right after St. Kolbe’s feast day. But that consecration journey took a long time & FIVE attempts before my heart was ready (and my schedule). Are you consecrated? What was your journey like?

xo, k

Pinterest Board #001

As a reoccurring segment on #calidrab, I’ll be sharing my recent pins from the week & my oh-so-you-got-to-know opinions on them. 


MY FIRST INSTALLMENT!! What?! I’m excited to share my pins: my #nailedit & #pinterestfail.

This week:

It was a good week. No fails (at least with Pinterest. In life? Well that’s another matter.)

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No. 1:  Toddler baking #nailedit

From this recipe over at ItsNapTimeSomewhere.com, Jameson (3 yo) and I made these muffins.  Here are some alterations we made:

I didn’t have ripe bananas. In fact I didn’t have any bananas. BUT I did have organic banana baby food. So we used two jars of that. Also, I didn’t have applesauce, BUT I did have organic apples. So I threw 1.5 into a food processor and boom: apple sauce. My son did a majority of the work.

They taste great and are super moist. They don’t taste like cardboard or vegetables. Win.

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No. 2:   The Addiction Continues…

Of course I’m going to have a pin about coffee. Always. People joke with me that I always take #selfies with a mug covering half my face. Is it my “look” or a cheeky way to mask that I’m not wearing any makeup, I’m half asleep, and needed a shower 2 days ago? Oh the mystery.

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No. 3:   Semi #pinterestfail

So these were good. Paleo nachos. Except I didn’t eat cheese and was too lazy to make paleo “cheese”. I do recommend making or buying your sweet potato chips with salt. I bought some no salt from Whole Foods and my dish was super bland. But other than that, it was tasty but not filling. That could be a good or bad thing.

What did you pin this week? Share with me your nailed and failed below.

xo, k


The Happy Catholic Box

When she asked me if she could gift me a subscription box from her company & let her know my thoughts, I was hoping she wouldn’t see my giddiness through the video conference – since it was a business meeting after all. But man, let me tell you – I’ve been counting the days until this little gem arrived. And I was not disappointed.

UPDATE 08.08.16: The Happy Catholic Box has updated its name to The Little Catholic Box.

Through the Catholic Women’s Ministry I help direct (Heart of Mary Women’s Fellowship), I get to meet people from all over. And getting to meet Liz Outzs, owner of The Happy Catholic Box, was one of my more fun & honored experiences. When she asked me if she could gift me a subscription box from her company & let her know my thoughts, I was hoping she wouldn’t see my giddiness through the video conference – since it was a business meeting after all. But man, let me tell you – I’ve been counting the days until this little gem arrived. And I was not disappointed.

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