One Saturday morning It was an almost perfect Polly-style Saturday morning. Got up early, took the dog out, made coffee, checked a few things before settling into my daily Scripture, spiritual reading, journaling, and Rosary. Before you think this sounds a little too holy, these mornings are often peppered with yelling at Riley for barking at shadows, going down rabbit holes on Pinterest or Amazon, or just flat out falling asleep. At any rate, this particular Saturday morning was to be my "Confession + Grocery Shopping" day. I shoot for every other week... partly because I have heard that twice a month confession comes with some indulgences, and partly because that's the usual length of time it takes us to run seriously low on things like half-and-half and lunch meat. Starting the whole day focusing on God's love and mercy in the sacrament of reconciliation gives me peace, and at least for a time I don't get so upset by the usual "stuff" that comes with...