I’m Catholic. Really Catholic. Catholic Catholic Catholic.
I prefer Holy Thursday to Easter because there’s more Latin.
(And not just this year. Although this year was pretty epically fantastic. Here. Have some Eucharist. And also some pretty major life changes how do you feel about diapers? I mean just in general.)
My Facebook profile says “Roman Catholic” because I don’t want anyone getting confused and thinking I’m some weird Eastern rite.
(Totally likely, right?)
I’m Irish, Polish, and Bavarian.
(Baby, I was born this way.)
I sometimes genuflect coming out of movie theaters.
In conclusion- Catholic.
So. It’s a little bit surprising that when you Google me,* the first real entry (below all the “Add MyFavoriteLifeBookLinks and see who’s searching for you!” stuff) is my alumni profile for a Jewish Studies organization.
And that makes me happier than I have been in MONTHS, I think.
I’m not linking, because then you would have my name, picture, where I live, and access to my surprising proclivity for adjective use EVERYWHERE, and that’s mildly terrifying. But if you actually know me, check it out!
I’m not going to lie, I got a little verklempt.
*Which I am wont to do in between staring intently at my pores and contemplating my split ends. (Summer unemployment= drastic increase in narcissistic self-awareness.)