Unfortunately, I think I'm now an adult

So, in the last few blogs, I've found myself reflecting most often on things of a cultural and political nature. While it has been mentioned to me that these are still interesting topics to certain folks I know read this blog, I find myself somewhat hesitant to post about them.  I am wary at the outset because, in large part, I find opinions to be very personal, and I am increasingly aware how the connected anonymity of the internet lends sharp brutality of rhetoric where I would much prefer compassion or silence, and I do not exclude myself from this indictment. I find myself frustrated and heartbroken at what I witness happening, and what is being done about it by myself, my friends, and others.  I know that, often, some excellent writing has transpired from the "greats" in times of righteous indignation, and that their prose has become inspirational and legendary and, some times, life altering for those who read what they capture in words. The truth is, however, I am...

It's been a bit since my last post, and I'm now completely into the downhill arc of the Christmas season.  You know, the season for all good little Episcopalians like myself that begins 12/25 and ends on 1/5.  While there are still a couple parties left to attend, the majority of the Advent preparations and hectic frenzy has passed.  I gave and received some wonderful gifts, spent as much time with friends and family as I possibly could, and realized what items on my to-do list really could just wait.  I may be only postponing trouble until next year, but I didn't want to over tax myself or miss out on something memorable in order to deal with "business".  It was also made very evident over the past few weeks that my pre-Thanksgiving back injury is not healing as I'd like, even with regular physical therapy.  Having back, hip, and leg pain really slows me down and derails my regular time table.  Especially when it came to making holiday treats, I ended...