Moving your family from one state to another is a rancid and despicable process, but now that it’s done I have a few points of interest I’d like to share with you wonderful people.
1. We are in our new place now, but it took about a month to get here. I’ve been so focused on getting all the furniture in and TCB (that’s “taking care of business,” non-Elvis fans) that I’ve barely had a chance to poke around. Finally I did, and here’s what I discovered. We have a 2nd refrigerator in the garage. It has a duck in it. An entire duck, with feathers, and a beak. I’m no doctor, but it seems to be dead. It isn’t moving, and it’s in a clear plastic freezer bag. And I want the family of this duck to know that I WILL NOT REST UNTIL I FIND THE ONE WHO DID THIS.
2. We were forced to live out of hotel rooms for over a week on our way to our future home, but I did manage to get away and see the new Batman. Masterpiece. Also, I talk like Bane now. It’s endlessly amusing to give instructions to your children using Tom Hardy’s chillingly weird “Bane” voice, and no matter what you say, no matter how mundane, it always sounds like a preface to some heinous act. Lucy, I thought I told you to put your shoes in the closet, not in the middle of the floor becomes part of the monologue before pushing the button on the Super Bigger-Than-The-Sun Explosion Bomb you’ve built using the forced labor of kidnapped scientists (or whatever devious weapon you personally prefer). And, again, I’ll say it proudly: The Dark Knight Rises is a masterpiece–though I sense a somewhat tepid response from the movie-going world. Maybe I’m just out of touch. Did it do well? Well, anyway, I thought it was a masterpiece (did I mention that I thought it was a masterpiece?). So many cool things to think about during that movie, and, yes, as the wise Father Barron pointed out, major Christological implications.
3. I’ve gotten some great communications from people well on the road to spiritual healing in the face of spiritual attack, and that’s awesome. On the other hand, I know of some who badly need healing who haven’t gotten it yet. Keep them in your prayers, please. Seriously.
4. Finally, and most importantly: there’s a new Lordling on the way! A beh-beh. Could be a boy, could be a girl, I just don’t know. Definitely human. About the size of a plum, at this point, with little beh-beh digits and teeny organs. Connected to another person (the mother) by living tissue. Weird, wonderful, mysterious–that’s life.