Short Hiatus

Hi –

I think I’m going to take a short break from this blog.  Ten days, to be exact.  I haven’t had any real time-off from my promise to write and post something on a daily basis over the past six years.  To be truthful, I’m feeling the returns do not justify the energy input, if you know what I mean.  Yes, I’ve trained myself to write daily.  Yes, I’ve written some weird, funny, cool, interesting stuff (at least to my reckoning), stuff that I’m even proud to have as my legacy of sorts to any future internet archaeologist (or my children).  But I have a lot on my plate right now.  A lot.  From work and finances to what I want to be when I grow up.  How I need to live my life to where I see myself and my family in five years.  Daily trials – Patch’s nightmares are still an issue.  Every week something else goes wrong with the house.  The wife’s new job, while a blessing, is also taxing in the amount of time she’s now spending on the road.  So, lots to do and think about and reflect on over the next ten days.

Have a great final third of May and a safe and awesome Memorial Day weekend all!

Tribulationes

… per multas tribulationes oportet nos intrare in regnum Dei ...

Something in today’s readings that caught my attention and froze me today, possibly in answer to a childish cry, why must things be so difficult.

 Also, strangely enough, found the nail they handed out to us all on Ash Wednesday, and ugly metal thing I hadn’t seen in at least ten, maybe more, weeks.

Tolkien Time

Found this at the local library by chance and seized on it.

For her tenth birthday I’m buying Little One the best bound version of The Hobbit that I can find.  These CD lectures on Tolkien, his art and craft, body of work and meaning is only fueling my excitement.

Oh, and I went back to that library today and what did I see – again, by chance – in the Books for Sale bin?  The Hobbit, a weather-beaten, gnarled copy retailing for fifty cents.  Needless to say I seized on that, too, and will read it a month before Little One’s birthday, because it’s been close to forty years since I’ve read the prelude to The Lord of the Rings and I just know I will be plied with dozens, scores, and hundreds of questions.