It's the 21st of May--only 10 days from June--and the high temperature today is 50!
Experts say it's an 'Arctic Blast', or something like that.
I think President What's-His-Name has pissed off the weather gods and they are punishing us for electing him.
That's just me talkin'--or more accurately, just me typing.
I was talking to another priest at the Clergy Conference who said he hated the heat.
Well, I hate the chill.
I hope he's happy today.
I, most certainly, am not....
It's over! Whew!
I left right before lunch (don't tell the bishops!) and had lunch at home.
Tomorrow I go to Trinity for Bible Study.
Thursday I go to the dentist to be told about my implant.
Friday I see Dr. Alsamari.
Busy week compared to most.
I like less-busy a lot.
I read the lessons for Sunday and are letting them soak in before I write a sermon.
I like sermons a lot.
That's why I keep doing ministry though I'm 78.
I know I've told you before--if I'm not behind an altar or in a pulpit, I'm not sure I would go to church at all....
Shame on me....
The first day of Clergy Conference is over....Well, for me it was over about 11:30. I left and came home.
If you talk to a bishop don't tell him or her that!
The speaker, who was going to speak all day, was very good.
She was talking about Clergy responsibilities in matters that may be suspect. At a break, Mike and I talked about it. It was for large churches, that are about a third of those in CT. We are both part-time--very, in my case--in very small churches.
And, both of us, being ordained for decades, already knew the stuff she was talking about.
So, I sneaked out.
I'll try again tomorrow, if I can.
The thing that amazed me is that I've been a priest in CT for over 30 years and I could count the number of people out of over 200, that I knew well on two hands.
Amazing how things change when you're not paying attention....
Clergy Conference is tomorrow and Tuesday in Bristol.
I don't like Clergy Conference.
I like most clergy and our bishops.
But I don't like to be around them for 2 days!
I have to watch what I say and not say it to the wrong person.
Alas, but it is coming!
I tried to think of some way to get out of it but have failed.
So, I guess I'll go and try to sneak out early....
They're here and it means cleaning day in the Bradley home.
Let me rephrase that: it means cleaning day for Bern, I just try to stay out of the way!
Friday is downstairs. Wood floors are waxed and rugs are hit with the vaccum cleaner. Everything is spotless when she finishes. She even washes the appliances.
Tomorrow is upstairs. Change the bed and same thing--spotless when she stops. She neatens up my desk, which is good since I'm not neat.
I'm writing this in case anyone thought yesterday's post--that she is in charge of Brigit--was a complaint.
I love being taken care of.
Here's all I do: I handle the garbage and recycle stuff. I go to the store and cook dinner every other day. I take bottles back to the store. I wash my own clothes--and only 'mine'! And I keep my car full of gas.
That's the extent of my duties.
And I like it that way.
I married the right woman.
I just took Brigit out to pee and she did.
We come back in and I head to the treat jar.
But Brigit had some of our food after dinner and Bern said, "Brig, you had a big bite." That freezes me as I reach for the treat jar.
Bern is more disciplined with Brigit than I am. I would have given her a treat in spite of her 'big bite'.
But Bern is in control--as she is in most things.
Though she is more disciplined, Brigit love her more than me.
Go figure.
So, no treat when Bern says 'no treat'.
I wouldn't cross Bern--even for Brigit....
We're reading the Gnostic Gospels in Bible Study at Trinity.
Some of it is familiar--similar to the 4 Gospels--but much of it is strange and hard to explain.
Lots of questions--some of which I really can't answer--but many of which I can...to no desired end.
I'll see how long we can keep this up before having to do something else.
We shall see....
