And Mass itself was rather interesting. Here's what the conversation Paul and I had after Mass sounded like, to give you an idea of what happened (this is from memory so this is roughly how it went):
Paul: "So what exactly bothered you so much?"
Me: "You didn't see it?"
Paul: "I had my hands full. Mae was being pretty wild in the back."
Me: "There was the ad-libbing. And the redo of the agnus dei because we didn't do it the first time with enough gusto. And then there was the second homily after the consecration. "
Paul: "The second homily bothered me the most."
Me: "Really because it bothered me when he decided to ad lib that entire part after the consecration and it was so flowery... something like... 'Blessed are you Lord God of all creation and all of us who have the opportunity in wonder and splendor to stand here before you today in you amazing presence and gaze with awe on all that you have made...'"
Paul: "He said that?"
Me: "It wasn't that exactly but it was pretty out there. And it was pretty close. I was waiting for him to say "Blessed are you Lord God of all creation who created the unicorns and rainbows showering down around the altar with rainbows shooting out of their...tails..."
Paul: "Unicorns and rainbows. Sounds like you have a blog post."
Me: "I was trying not to think of that during the Mass."
Paul: "Doesn't sound like it worked out too well."
Me: "Apparently not. And then there was the second homily, after the consecration..."
In actuality it wasn't a homily. It was an impromptu lesson on the importance and beauty of the Agnus Dei, which the congregation apparently was not appreciating on an appropriate level. After the lesson we went back and repeated it again, so we could really appreciate it (and with the cantor this takes a while...). Sadie was ready to revolt.
And I was wrong in my conversation with Paul about exactly where the "extra flowery" part was. It was tacked onto the: "This is the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world. Happy are those who are called to his supper." So that instead it sounded like:
"This is the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world and blessed are those who are fortunate enough to come before the glory and splendor of his altar and gaze at the wondrous beauty of the sacrifice that the Lamb of God has made for each and every one of us..." (this is just an example of the sort of change that occurred...).
...Which is when the rest of us stood there, not sure what to say in response. Because we hadn't heard anything we really recognized, until he led us in "Lord I am not worthy to receive you..." and we all jumped back in, wondering what was coming next.
What I was really frustrated about though, by the time we got to the car, were the less than friendly looks we got when, while standing at the back of the church, Mae said "Mama" during the announcements.
Mass used to go much more smoothly for us. But, after a few Masses of "looks" when I took a child that made a single peep out of our seats in the front row (during the Children's Mass!), I'm pretty much too terrified to sit up there again (because that was what made Mass go smoothly for us in the past). So things are rocky and I'm grumpy and probably less understanding than I otherwise would be about our very passionate ad libbing priest.
Thankfully I have Paul to remind me that he's older and just seems to be so passionately happy about the Mass that he has to share it.
Still... I can't but help but think... Someday, someday, someday... Someday we will be someplace where there is a priest who Says the Black and Does the Red. Someday... Soon?