i'm a bloody chicken...

i'm just a bloody chicken, let's leave it at that. i'm not very normal, so it kinda makes sense that i'm scared stiff of stuff that (it seems) normal people aren't frightened of confronting or stating. whether it makes sense or not, it's fact.

oh well...happier topics exist than my chicken-ness. thankfully! :D our Catholic homeschool group had its All Saints Day party today. no one could figure me out. let's see if you can...if you attended, keep your mouth shut, or i shall haunt you for the rest of your days.
clue 1: she was martyred in Rome in 361 A.D.
clue 2: her veneration used to spread throughout germany, spain, and italy, but has been consolidated to her basilica in Rome since 1969.
clue 3: a fellow Christian buried her with her mother and sister, who had also been martyred, and a church was later founded on the site.

can you figure it? i'll say later in the post... see if you can catch it. ;)

anyway, we did the "Saint Who?" contest first. for those who don't understand, kids and teens (and sometimes parents) dress up as different saints and bring three clues about said saint. then, everyone takes turns getting up and reading the clues. it tests your knowledge of the saints. it's fun. then we ate. i was hungry. i demolished a full plate of spaghetti, garlic bread, salad, and a section of a sub sandwich within 10 minutes and went back for dessert. then dad did his "family feud" thing. we played 3 games of it. i had a team comprised of my two youngest sisters and their adult helpers, renwen, and Lily. there were three teams. each team played two games. my team won both ours. :D then my dad somehow ended up teaching a tango lesson. i THINK (possibly) it was because my mom was showing us the steps and needed her partner. so she dragged him over, and we ended up with a tango lesson. renwen informed me that i'm a natural dancer and she isn't. i'm not sure i'm surprised...i have a very hard time resisting the call of the dance floor. i suppose you could say i'm a dance-aholic. i don't get to dance much, so when i do, i go all out.

all in all, a very enjoyable evening.

all right...here's my saint. i was St. Bibiana, also known as Viviana. very little is known about her other than what was included in my clues. which was why no one was able to guess. ;)

good night.

-enna