What I’ve been up to so far this Advent:
1. Acquired a cold just strong enough to plant me in front of the PC and get some writing done for a change. I’d complain, except it’s really not that bad. For me. My family wishes I’d start making dinner again. I think.
2. Posted my book review of the Didache series of textbooks up at AmazingCatechists.com. These are awesome books, and the new parish editions bring serious theology to high school and adult faith formation. Long-needed. Don’t cry to me you don’t have priests, but refuse to teach theology. How exactly is a boy supposed to fall in love with a something he’s never met?
3. Guessed at my login information for the Happy Catholic Bookshelf enough times that I finally broke in. And put up my review of Walking Dickens London. Verdict: I still don’t like Dickens all that much, but the guide book is awesome. Of course I had to put a reference to Rerum Novarum in the review. Only logical.
4. I cleaned out my inbox. If I still owe you an e-mail about something, you’d better tell me. Because I’m under the mistaken impression I’m all caught up.
5. Planted the potatoes that were sprouting in the cardboard box in the living room. Ditto for some garlic in the bottom of the fridge.
6. I’ve written about 5,000 words on the homeschooling manuscript. Also pre-wrote my January CatholicMom.com homeschooling column, because once you get school on the brain, and a cup of coffee, these things just pop out.
7. I got all vice-presidential over at the Catholic Writers Guild. Being VP is almost exactly like being the blog manager, except that instead of plaguing the officers all month long with bad ideas and unhelpful suggestions, you also get to do it during the monthly officer’s conference call. I think someone nominated me because the existing officers were already practiced at telling me, “No! Quiet! Sit! No Biscuit!” so it makes their job easier. So mostly as VP I amuse people with my ridiculous ideas, and about 1 time in 10, I think one up that someone makes me go do. And then I regret it, and don’t think up any more ideas for at least 10 minutes.
Also, I goofed off on the internet more than I had planned. It happens. I was sick.
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