The day after Thanksgiving, my friend Lela, whom I love and who I think loves me back, talked me into joining her for a sadomasochistic form of torture known as Body Pump, followed by 45 minutes of spinning, an activity I had theretofore managed to avoid entirely. I went with her because she asked me, … Continue reading For Henry.
For the past seven days I have struggled with the challenge I set last week, the challenge of anonymous giving and do-gooding to revive my waning Christmas spirit. Anonymous giving is not nearly as easy as I thought it would be, accentuating my completely irritating Type A-ness instead of increasing the spontaneous flow of love … Continue reading No, I am not Santa. (food, week of 12.23.13)
If it weren't for the Reformation, it's possible that the world communion of Christians (all Catholics, if it weren't for the Reformation) would be about to launch festivities associated with the Feast of Fools, the evolution of Saturnalia, that wild Roman holiday tradition marked by role reversals, gag gifts and general mischief. Yes, Virginia, the … Continue reading Good will toward many. (food, week of 12.16.13)
When your close friends help your community outreach, it's encouraging. When someone you hardly know helps, it's humbling. Thanks, Jessica, for the reminder that volunteer blood donors help real patients in real places everywhere, every day. Give the Gift of Life This Holiday Season.... GIVE BLOOD!.
