1. Okay, I know I’m an English teacher, and therefore I pay obsessive attention to things like punctuation. But I find it empirically odd that the label for Luke’s current prescription says GIVE “LUKE” 4 MLs TWICE A DAY FOR TEN DAYS. What’s with the quotation marks ? Am I calling him by the wrong name? It’s like the Walgreens people are saying, “Well, go ahead and CALL him “Luke,” if that makes you happy. We know better.”
2. I’ve been pretty remiss about linking to my BustedHalo Mary questions. If you would like to know how many times Mary talks in the Bible, or how she relates to the communion of saints, or how she was treated after Jesus died, then click away.
3. I absolutely adore lilacs. It’s weird and primal and totally beyond any semblance of control. I see a lilac bush and I stop dead in my tracks, sniffing and gazing in rapture, like some sort of botanical maniac. (They are not very common here in CA, alas, though I have spied a few in my neighborhood, which gives me hope that one day I can have a lovely lilac of my own.) So imagine my emotion when my friend Lisa posted a link to the Rochester, NY Lilac Festival. I look at their photos and my heart beats faster. Yes, I am a freak — a freak who is getting a great new idea about taking an impromptu cross-country trip.
Happily, there are no volcanic ash clouds between here and Rochester.