My, my but it's been a busy week for the Kimerer family.
It all started with my husband Kerry's birthday on Monday. Well, it really started with a family dinner in his honor on Sunday, to be precise. He is now 30 ... ish ... plus ... a few. But the thing is, he is even cuter now than the day we married. It's unfair, really, now that I think about it.
Oh well, happy day to my honey. And speaking of my honeys ...
Tuesday brought more excitement to Casa K when Kyle and his junior high buddies won their division at the 15th Annual Northeast Ohio Robotics Education Program Competition at Youngstown State University.
There were dozens of junior high and high school kids from Trumbull and Mahoning County schools and organizations (and some other participants from Cleveland-area schools) on hand vying for the big trophy.
The only thing that would have made the day better? Having known about it more than four minutes before it started. Ahem, Kyle.
Anyway, I was a little saddened not to see many members of the local media in tow, though apparently one TV station did materialize briefly. The result was a voiceover package lasting all of 8 seconds. Sigh.
Not to worry; thought I! I will address it in my little space on Sunday.
Alas, Kyle was opposed to the idea of me bragging about him in my column. (Like I would ever do such a thing?)
So, I won't dwell on the fact that I was so proud of his team that I was nearly busting. And I won't boast that this academic victory comes on the heels of a very well-accomplished winter swim season for my boy, either.
Nah, I'll wait 'til summer to crow about swim.
Let's see, what else of note happened this week?
Ah, yes there were those two big whoppers to come out of our nation's capital. You know, the assertions that: a) we as country do not have a debt crisis and b) it is the fault of the Secret Service Department that there are no longer public tours of the White House.
Do you think some presidential staffers may have had their fingers crossed when writing those particular blurbs?
Either way, on the completely other side of the truth pendulum sits a newly elected Pontiff: Pope Francis.
Formerly known as Cardinal Jorge Mario Bergoglio of Argentina, Pope Francis is the first Jesuit, non-European leader of the Catholic Church to come from one of the Americas.
He is someone well-known for his devotion to the poor and his love of core tenets of the Christian faith in their most pure and simple form. Nice.
I mean that literally, he seems incredibly and genuinely good and nice ... I'm so encouraged and inspired.
And I know it's St. Pat's big day and all, but I thought it might be nice to close with the prayer of St. Francis, in honor of the new Pope. It is a simple, universal call to peace:
"Lord, make me an instrument of your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light and where there is sadness, joy.
"O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console, to be understood as to understand, to be loved as to love. For it is in giving that we receive, it is in pardoning that we are pardoned and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life."
Yep, if last week happenings are any indication of the future (well, sans the fibs from inside the Belt Way), I think things are definitely looking up.
Happy St. Patrick's Day, all!
Kimerer is a Tribune Chronicle columnist and a big fan of peace and harmony. Contact her with your thoughts on teaching the world to sing at firstname.lastname@example.org.