I am aware that a blog is a Hungry Beast, because readers like to be fed every day at least once. Being fickle creatures, the blog reader soon trots off elsewhere to get his fix. Alas, when I don’t blog I see my reader numbers drop and realize it was all a case of cupboard love to begin with. And here I thought they all loved me with an undying love.
But really really, your poor blogger has been rather snowed under: First, it is the month of May in a high school and it’s like you are on the last hill of a roller coaster. Then, of course, she who must be obeyed is on a little holiday to the damp land so yours truly is (with magnificent help from the Fantastic Four…not forgetting the local casserole brigade) coping with running the suburban taxi service, cooking for five, cleaning up puppy poop AND managing a re-fit of two bathrooms for Mrs. L.s return. Oh yes, on top of this I’ve received a new appointment as a parish priest.
All very much fun and I am enjoying it muchly. However, I’m aware that you poor blog readers must be feeling neglected. Not that there hasn’t been much to write about. I want to continue my meditations on the Lord’s prayer. The Archbishop of Canterbury has said King Henry VIII is probably in hell, and considering that he is the founder of the Anglican Church this is a bit like Pope Benedict saying St Peter is roasting down below; well the Vicar will surely have a few thoughts on that matter. Then there is the oil spill in the Gulf. I’m sure Todd will want to blame George Bush and Sarah Palin for that, and numerous other ideas have been spinning between my ears like hamsters on a treadmill.
So don’t leave me dear readers. I haven’t given up you you. Drop me a line in the comment box if you’re still there.