… for I have sinned. It has been over two weeks since my last post.

Of course, it’s been 37 years since my last confession. But once the intro lines to the priest during a confessional are drilled into you, you never forget them. I can still recite the Act of Contrition, it’s kind of like riding a bicycle. For those of you who aren’t Catholic, you say the Act of Contrition while the priest does his prayer thing to absolve you of your sins. So you’re both speaking at the same time which I always thought was some sort of test by God to trip me up while reciting the contrition prayer. That God, always the jokester. My favorite part of the AoC being, “…I firmly resolve with the help of thy grace to sin no more and avoid the near occasion of sin.”

Avoid the near occasion of sin? That’s like, totally impossible, dude.

I’ve been busy at the homestead. We just had an epic party with family, friends, good food and drink. Plus, I’ve been doing stuff like stapling foil to our attic and painting. Tomorrow I will get back to our epic road trip. For now, it is all about recovery.

P.S. – I’ve decided I really dislike the name “Chaz”. An ad for some perfume pops up on my Gmail page hawking “Wen by Chaz”. And “Chaz” Bono? Yeah… no. Just no. No on all levels. Couldn’t Chaz Bono have picked another name? How about Fred Bono? Or Bono Bono? Or Yoko Ono Bono. Anything but ‘Chaz’.