No, not the massage shop...

At this moment I am having the time of my life. Propped up in bed with the laptop complete with ethernet cable and iTunes. I could stay like this forever...Fortunately, it will not last. Who would want to be become the local Brian Wilson.

Pretty nice way to end a crummy day. I didn’t feel like going to work. (I was feeling cold on a 90 degree day - for me that is a very bad sign.) I went in to work just long enough to do everything that I had to do today and came home. Slithering off to bed with an unusually wretched head-ache. I could not even muster the energy to rail at the young enterprisers holding a garage sale in my driveway. I’m just barely getting my head above water after about two months of being blessed with extra opportunities to pick up hours at work coupled with a vague cloud of dismay and irritation. Because I can expect extra work time again in September, I’ve been trying to get going early on schoolwork. But what was the use today? Like anything else can compete with the Cirque du Refuse being performed in the driveway.

A two hour nap helped considerably, and though my head was still pounding, I found my way downstairs to make a strawberry smoothie and look for today’s mail. When someone announced a package for me I thought maybe it was the backordered Egyptian stickers from Dover. I couldn’t think of anything else that would be on its way. But...on closer inspection, the package was not from the dubious sounding Massage Shop but a media outlet called The Message Shop (8 point type return addresses are so confusing) from which I ordered some copies of Untold Blessing: Three Paths to Holiness with Rev. Robert Barron. I didn’t expect to receive them so quickly, but it was nice to have something good to keep my mind off the garage sale. Reading hurt too much and that left me to pass the time with Dr. Phil or Inside Edition.

I knew the DVD would be excellent. ( OK, I was in the audience when it was taped.) But it was good to hear again what Father had to say. And I must add that watching it with one eye open and the rest of my head sunk into a pillow, it was beautifully edited with the addition of illustrative artwork. I’m looking forward to watching it again with both eyes.

They are priced to make them available to everyone and to facilitate stocking up for Christmas gifts, etc. And the DVD has a nice includes a nice little travelogue sort of thing about Mundelein Seminary and other good stuff. Check it out.