Today, not at all unexpectedly, was very Monday-ish. I spent it mostly marking up a couple of chapters on counseling older adults, because there’s nothing like reading about dementia to get the week of to a rollicking good start!
According to my Forgotten English desk calendar, today is not only International Women’s Day — which I guess means that every woman gets the Kathryn Bigelow “I Am Woman” treatment today? It’s also the Feast Eve of St. Gregory of Nyssa, who despite what you may be thinking was neither a capper nor a Doctor Who character. Apparently, he was a fourth-century Armenia archbishop.According to the calendar, he “relates a story of a nun who forgot to say her benedicte and make the Sign of the Cross before she sat down to supper, and who in consequence swallowed a demon concealed among the leaves of a lettuce.”
Which is neither here nor there, but it’s more exciting than my day, that’s for sure. I spent too much of the evening playing this Comedy Central game, and now I’m just getting ready for bed.
O Lord, protect us, we beseech thee, from the lettuce demon. Let it not find succor in our throats, nor in our gullets, nor in our tunny-fish sandwiches. Grant us this, and a nice cup of coffee to go with the tunny-fish sandwich thou hast bestowed upon us. We implore thee.
(I have to say – I think there’s a good story that could come out of the lettuce demon tale…)