Well, I had intended to lay off the 'net for two weeks, but everyone can see I only made it for about a week before I started backsliding. It started when I was checking the net to see what the latest was on the Schiavo case.... so then I wanted to blog what I found.... then it was adding a link to our blog.... well, while I was viewing the page, why not see what some of the folks in St Blog's have been up to? So that's how my resolution crumbled.
I did get some of the things done that I wanted to do, including catching up with about three month's worth of filing (ugh). I also caught up with some of the reading that I wanted to do. (I have a bad habit of skimming three or four books at a time.) I finally got to see The Two Towers. (If Peter Jackson had to make a three-hour movie, couldn't he have filled it with events from the book instead of this made-up stuff? His treatment of Aragorn and Faramir makes me wonder if he, like so many others, was so distracted by battles and orcs and wizards that he completely missed the point of the books.) Later that weekend, I did get a chance to enjoy 30 minutes of solitude with a copy of Emma and a slice of homemade devil's food cake -- a superb literary and cultural experience.
Another reason I'd wanted to take a break was to get away from the testiness of a couple of weeks ago that seemed to be everywhere around St Blog's. A week away seemed to do the trick, and now blogging is fun again. I have a strong critical streak, and I have to work hard to keep it under control and avoid giving in to a carping, critical spirit. (My husband was only half-kidding this Sunday when he suggested that perhaps I should have a beer before we attended a particular Mass at a particular parish again. Leaving enough time to observe the Eucharistic fast, of course.)
And to our dear reader who exhorted me to have a beer during my time off: I did indeed, just for you. My husband got it for me.
