Another Day in Ordinary Time

Old Style St. Bernadin of Sienna

New Style Also Bernadino

Isn't is always amazing when the Old Style and New Style have the same feast on the same day? I know to those of you who don't share my love of liturgical calendars are going, "oh no, here he goes," but I promise that is not the case today. I didn't find any particular reason today why Bernadin/o is a saint except he was Italian. Isn't it funny how many Italian saints there are. I wonder what's up with that?

This has been day two in the energy recovery phase of my new life, and I hope, hope, hope that it is the last day of it, too. You see, I hate to be idle, even the unemployed are not idle, and this restful idleness is wearing on me. Yesterday, though, I wouldn't have dreamed of moving. Yesterday I was empty as empty gets. Today though, after a lengthy five hour nap I thought surely my energy is back. I was wrong. So it was back to watching daytime TV which I must say is pure crap.

So for tonight, more crap TV, and maybe even reading. I tried reading today but it was going to put me to sleep, so maybe it's a good night for reading. Okay, that's all. Nighty night.