Flatten your sacrum.
Ratzinger is flailing around trying to pick fights with everyone. First, he snubs the Protestant churches as “wounded” and implies that they might not be real, whatever that means. Then, he revives the Latin Mass, which I’ve attended and is nice in the way that rustic farmhouses are nice. It coincidentally brings back the prayer for the conversion of Jews. And I read something yesterday about how the Vatican is attempting to be the first green sovereign state by accepting donations from some megacorp that sells carbon indulgences. I am so ready for the Crusades to come back.
Early morning earthquake, which meant that the neighborhood pooches went wild and Cara Cat just popped her head up to check her bearings while the shaking happened and then straight back to bed. An hour more of rolling around in the sheets, and then we were off to some Hatha Yoga, which surprisingly is the only class out of the four that asks for handstands and the..uh..queda de rins while planking.
Dollying through Lolita. So, here’s a badly placed online ad as reference:
Early morning earthquake, which meant that the neighborhood pooches went wild and Cara Cat just popped her head up to check her bearings while the shaking happened and then straight back to bed. An hour more of rolling around in the sheets, and then we were off to some Hatha Yoga, which surprisingly is the only class out of the four that asks for handstands and the..uh..queda de rins while planking.
Dollying through Lolita. So, here’s a badly placed online ad as reference: