Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored," celebrating the very-widely-observed seasonal festival of Eostre!
Here's an important philosophical question that I hope to pose to Eostre after the holy day. Is she bored (because her holy day has been usurped by another religion), or is she busy (because people dress up and celebrate Her holy day each year on the appropriate day)?
It's way past time for another "Gods Are Bored" interview, so hopefully we can get Eostre here next week.
In the meantime: Good Friday.
When you are a public school teacher who hasn't had a break since President's Day, Good Friday takes on a whole new meaning. Sorry for your suffering, Jesus ... really ... but having today off was WAY PAST FABULOUS.
No Stations of the Cross, no hours of mournful Bach cantatas. We at "The Gods Are Bored" slept until 9:00, prepared a simple breakfast, read Time magazine (Santorum: The First Amendment's best friend), and browsed the thrift store for candles and tablecloths. Accompanied by daughter, The Spare.
The sole black cloud on this day was a literal one, from a forest fire in the New Jersey Pinelands. Otherwise, again with apologies to the busy god, this day was good.
I've got my desktop computer back, it's purring like a kitten, and next week I'm OFF EVERY DAY!
Good, Good Friday! My Friday is like a red, red rose that newly blooms in April...
(Sorry, Shakespeare, but global climate change is upon us.)
Happy Eostre! Gods Are Bored busy blogging next week! LUV IT!
So nice to have the computer and the fabulous, wonderful artwork of Thalia Took!