Fr. Pickwick commented on the wide range of job skills he needed the other day, as he went downstairs to start a woodworking project for the church, after serving Liturgy in the morning, then creating the weekly bulletin, and posting an article online: “Being a priest is an odd job, you know.” I thought about… Continue reading It’s an Odd Job, Indeed
Lo, the dread imbalance of domestic chores and projects. I am always short somewhere on the list of things that just really should be done everyday. This week, I have positively nailed the menu plan and we are Not Out Of Food. Healthy snacks, and clean-up each meal. It’s been great. Also, everyone is Very… Continue reading Home Economics, or, How to do Everything
Grocery shopping at our neighborhood store the other day, I bought milk. I placed the milk in the bottom of the cart, on its side. I always place the milk here because the rest of the cart is usually occupied by Pickwicks of assorted sizes. I haven’t actually ever spilled milk in a grocery store… Continue reading Nearly Spilling Milk
How do you pick up the threads of an old blog? How do you go on, when in your heart you begin to understand… Well, ok, it hasn’t been that long. But the last three weeks have contained one of those “before and after” experiences, the sort of episode that defines an entire chapter of your… Continue reading Mrs. Pickwick Wonders