Movies, Music, The Geeky Housewife

Geeky Friday Four: 4/20/18

Welcome to my weekly dump of the geeky stuff in my life!  For the previous geeky list, click here.

I had to skip the past few weeks because #lifehappens.  Now that everyone isn’t sleep deprived/sick/going to the ER (relax, everyone is FINE), I can actually get back to writing.  Yay!

What I’m Watching: Cars 3 and Moana.

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Again.  Because I have a toddler.  Luckily, both movies still move me to tears even after I know every. single. part.

“McQueen is fading!… fading… fading…”

No, kid, Mommy is totally not crying… it’s the pollen…

What I’m Reading: My own story.

That’s the interesting way to say “Not a damm thing.”  Also the interesting way to say, I actually did start writing that story I’ve been longing to tell! And I’m already so happy about where it’s going.

What I’m Playing: A little a’ this, a little a’ that…

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Ben might be my spirit animal.


Like I said, it’s been a rough two weeks, so it’s a little blurry and nothing was out of the ordinary or primarily focused upon.  Summary:

  • Settlers of Catan (Did not win)
  • Dragon Age: Inquisition (Still on first playthrough, still questioning why Orlesians are so friggen extra.)
  • Call of Duty: WWII (Smuggler’s fave. I play because I love him.)
  • Blocks, trains, trucks (Toddler’s faves.)

What I’m Listening to: Icarus by Bastille

Do you love angsty, beautiful pop music? Do you have an obsession with ancient Greek mythology?  Then do I have the song for you!  Icarus has been on all my playlists for about a week now, and I’m still not sick of it.  It’s oddly beautiful, catchy, and nerdy all at once.  *happy sigh* Take a listen below!

That’s my four for this week!  What geeky things have been in your life this week?  






Writer’s Block

I have a story stuck in my head.  It’s been there for about ten or so years now, shifting, changing, and growing, it’s characters becoming fuller in my mind throughout the years.

For the past few weeks I’ve really been fleshing out the ideas in my head, figuring out the characters, how they would work together, simplifying the world the story lives in because I was making it way more complicated than it needed to be.  And I’ve been sitting here for a half hour trying to figure out what word should begin this story.

I can usually force myself to write a basic blog post.  Blogs are about my life, things that I honestly think or that really happened.

But a story completely from my mind?  That’s different.  I love my characters.  Their plot makes me worried about how it will all turn out in the end (because honestly, I’m not 100% sure if the good guys win and everyone makes it…) and I want to write it out because I want to see where it can go.  I want to know what happens, and that’s hard to do when it’s kept all up inside my head.

Plus, I’m terrified no one will like it.  Worse, I’m scared someone will hate it.  Granted, it’s not like I have to share what I write… but isn’t that how stories come to life?

I’m toying with the idea of starting another side blog just for this story.  Where I would publish one chapter regularly (maybe every two weeks?) just to keep myself on a schedule of writing.  Because I want this story to see actual words on a page (or screen, as it were). To gain a life outside of my head.

All this to say…  Shall I give it a go?  Would anyone read it? Gimme some input, ye peoples of the interwebs.


Disney Housewife gets a makeover!

Pic: My boy and his dog.

Quick post today, y’all!

You may have noticed that not only has the title and layout of the blog has changed, but also the web address!

Why The Merry Mousewife?

“Mouse” is for two things: it’s in honor of Mickey Mouse (or as my son likes to say, “Mi-Mouse!), still sounds like “housewife” (since that’s my primary job that I love), and also reminds me of the Churchmice from Robin Hood.  Much of my growing up years were spent at church as both parishioner and as a musician, including many Holy Weeks where I would be at church every day, often more than once! My faith is still important in my life today, and a huge part of who I am, and I wanted to find a way to honor that as well.

So there you have it: Mickey, being a housewife, and my faith all came together to form this revamped blog.  I think the change will help me open up a new world of writing for myself, and I hope you enjoy!

The Catholic Housewife

40 Days of Doing

Fat Tuesday is behind us, Ash Wednesday and its new hashtag #ashtag have passed, and we are now fully in Lent.  Maybe you’ve decided to give something up for Lent.  It’s only 40 days, right?

That’s not so long to go without desserts. (Back in my gluten-eating days, I did this right before my mom’s Girl Scout cookie order came in.  Worst.  Decision.  Ever.)

Or without soda.  (Also did this.  And as a result, I now rarely drink soda, so it’s not worth giving up.  It’s not really a sacrifice for me anymore.)

Or Facebook.  (Haha.  Hahahahaha!   Kudos to those of you who can do this.  I am far too long distance from almost everyone I know to give this one up.  Since I actually use facebook to keep in touch, communicate, and belong to active groups, this is NOT going to happen.)

As a Catholic, I grew up in a home where giving something up for Lent was pretty normal from the time I was about seven or eight.  In addition to fasting on Ash Wednesday and Good Friday, I’d abstain from eating meat on Ash Wednesday and all Fridays as well.

Seafood was okay.  OMNOMNOM!
Seafood was okay. OMNOMNOM!

By the time I was a teenager, my family had finally discovered most of my sister’s allergies, so our weekly Lenten runs to Captain D’s were no more.  Luckily, I had a car and could get it myself, most days.

This probably wasn't a real sacrifice.  I wanted to eat here every day.
This probably wasn’t a real sacrifice. I wanted to eat here every day.

Then I went to college, and things changed again.  Especially since I was the only Catholic student at a small Southern Baptist college.  My closest friends knew that I was Catholic, and that I went to Mass at the only Catholic church in town (30 minute drive one way!).  I never stopped going to Mass in college, but I didn’t do anything to show that my faith was anything other than nondenominational Christianity.  So for Lent, I decided to really challenge myself.

Instead of giving something up, I decided to DO something.   Continue reading “40 Days of Doing”