Coffee, a heater and a peanut butter sandwich.

 

Oh yes, and a bathroom standing by.

Certainly no jam today.

Well, actually I might have a personal jam at home today as I play through my repertoire.

It's Friday 24th. of April. Tomorrow is ANZAC Day and I'll be sleeping in for the first time in many, many years.

There are no other posts around the blogs this morning but that's not unusual. Peter is probably still in his Dutch Oven and Robert is probably running up a sin or two. Well, he has got confession to put it right.

Jesus got up and put on his makeup. He took particular care with the eye liner. He also straightened up his beard. A little snip here and a little snip there. He didn't have to use the toilet, he just thought and made the poos go away. His job today would be watching over 9am Friday Mass and checking on who turns up for confession. In his mind no sin was too small that it didn't need confessing. He thought about Adam and Eve and Original Sin and how it all started. He thought about the state of the world at present. He didn't think about that for long because it wasn't his problem. He smiled as he thought about the Ten Commandments. What a good idea that was! He remembered his father saying to Moses, "Don't forget to take the tablets." He allowed himself to smile. He thought about how his name sounded like a Gsus chord. Gsus what though? The most used Gsus chord was called Gsus4 and it was all about resolving onto a major chord - G C D resolves onto G B D. Jesus had never really been to a jazz jam. That type of music was not popular during his time on Earth. Though it was Classical musicians who used the Gsus4 chord a lot.

[Bathroom? No, not yet.]

It was a funny thing how Jesus was a son. You see, like his father, he had been around forever. He remembered life in those early days being quite boring. There were only him and dad and that bird.

They had always been, all three of them, they hadn't come to be. Eternity is a very long time. Immeasurably long. How could one entity be defined as the son of another? God only knows, as they say.

The bird had changed his name from the Holy Ghost to the Holy Spirit. Sort of an upgrade. Probably so humans wouldn't think he was a ghost. Maybe the Holy Bird would have worked better?

So, why did dad decide to make people? He could have just made animals. 

Why did dad decide that he needed an enemy (Satan)? Gosh, he must have been bored. Really bored! It seems that it wasn't the best deal for all those humans. What was the advantage of free will? Did dad stuff up with that one?

Gosh, there are so many questions.

[Bathroom visit getting close.]

[Better go now.]

[Mission accomplished.]

That sun is out. That means that TC will be walking somewhere. Rob will probably be going to op shops, with fish 'n chips for lunch. 

I'm on Harrison pick up duty today. This is something I do five days a week. I often take him around to see Grandma before taking him home. We chat as I drive and we have many jokes. The little guy is three years old with a HUGE vocabulary. He often calls me Silly Grandad. Hey, I do ask for it with my constant jokes and teasing. 

Steph has finished work and moves to Melbourne in a week. Then it'll only be me and Shelley living here again. Still, Harrison pops around a lot. Henry is one year old now and really growing up. It's fun having grandkids. It can also be fairly hard work, but it's worth it. 

Well, that's it from me. I wonder if poor old TC has dropped his phone in the bath?

Splash!

I think he does that quite often.

Oh well, it'll dry out.

Eventually.

Ciao tutti.