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Day 28: Podcasts

When I was still working, I listened to Pandora for much of the day. I had some pretty great stations figured out, but then I got into podcasts. When you work in operations in a cubicle all day, it's easy to keep up-to-speed on podcasts, so I subscribed to many.

Life as an at-home parent does not allow me nearly as much time to listen to my beloved podcasts. I try to get one in a day, usually during meal cleanup. 

Some of my favorites include: 
Catholic Stuff You Should Know
Messy Parenting
The Simple Show
Fountains of Carrots
Evangelical Disciple (our excellent priest's weekend homilies)

I also occasionally listen to:
The Jennifer Fulwiler Show
UMD Newman Catholic Campus Ministry (homilies from Fr. Mike Schmitz)
America's Test Kitchen
Catholic Answers Focus
This Inspired Life

There are more I've been wanting to try out, like Happier With Gretchen Rubin, but just haven't made the time. 

Yesterday I got a little shout-out from one of my favorite podcasters, Father Nathan Goebel, of CSYSK. I sent him a silly Christmas card via snail mail and he mentioned it on the podcast! Whoop! Yay for me. I have proclaimed him my spirit animal, so I was super excited. 

I'm definitely grateful for podcasts because they have enhanced my life. I have been entertained, taught, evangelized, and made to think through this excellent medium. 

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