I had to share this with you all:
via Ways to Pray: Five Favorite Catholic Devotional Practices
Molly McBride and the Purple Habit
The little girl who wants to become a nun NOW!
I had to share this with you all:
via Ways to Pray: Five Favorite Catholic Devotional Practices
Just a matter of opinion, right??
Weird stuff is rumored to be going down in FB-land in 2018, so Molly is getting a bit nervous: she wants to keep all the good friends she’s made these last few years! Therefore, she asked “Momma” (that’s me) to make her Page into a Group. Please share all her posts, especially her book updates, with all your other Molly-mates! Invite them to the party, too. To enter, just kindly click here. You’ll see something like this:
Then “Join.” Momma’ll do her best to keep you all in the loop, ’cause good things are happening in 2018! There will be giveaways, blog tours, the new addition to the family of Molly McBride books, and even a Plaid Party Goods line!
2018 is a PARTY year for MM fans young and old. Stay tuned to your favorite Molly McBride social media channels so you don’t miss her latest book release information and trailer!
As a kid I was fascinated by the process of making cartoons. Although my mom started me early on E. H. Shephard’s drawings of Christopher Robin and Pooh, I grew especially to love the work of Charles Schultz and, a little later, Bil Keane.
My dream of becoming a cartoonist was interrupted by what I now think of as temporary insanity. I got it into my head that I didn’t want to be a “starving artist,” and opted for pre-med in college instead of design.
About 15 years later and $200K poorer, I left my Internal Medicine practice to be a full time stay-at-home mommy. Now, when I’m not writing or illustrating or working on the Molly books, I teach my kids cartooning.
I get asked a lot if I’ll go back into Medicine when the kids are grown. And, when I think of all that debt, I feel guilty that I hated being a doctor so, so much! But the truth is, I seriously hope not.
So, I’m going to wrap up this brief post of procrastination and get back to squeezing in 100 Continuing Medical Education hours that are due Jan. 1 so I can continue to pay the AMA and remain legit.
Each night I thank God for all my blessings, especially for my truly amazing and awesome husband who supports me and all my career whims. “What am I putting down as your wife’s job this year?” asks our accountant each January.
And when I wake in the night sweating and trembling, fearing that I failed to wake up to my pager and missed a Code Blue, or that I am getting my 20th ICU admission of the (36-hr long) night, or any number of what can only be called post-traumatic-stress-disorder flashbacks that all physicians suffer as a result of residency training,
I close my eyes and picture colors, paints, pencil sketches, and brushes.
And breathe again.
Tee hee!
Yep. That’s about right.