Ahh

I'm sitting down with a glass of Montevina Pinot Grigio and getting ready to dive into the fourth season of The X-Files, thanks to Netflix. After that I'll try to read a Cynthia Ozick essay before bed. Tomorrow has a sermon that needs written.

Two really nice things happened today. One, Meredith and I took Baby Girl to the park for half an hour or so. We stopped and got ice cream on the way. After fussing and crying intermittently throughout the day, the park was just the thing. She calmed right down and took in the swings, the trees, the other children. The world sighed a collective sigh of relief.

The other nice thing happened on the way to the park as I sat in the car and waited for Meredith to get through the very long ice cream line. It was a brief phone conversation with my friend The Producer, the kind of conversation that serves no effective purpose but which lifts your spirits and gives you an occasion to laugh after a draining day. He reminded me of this video, written by and starring Ben Schwartz, a really funny up-and-coming comic. Much love.

Now, to Mulder and Scully . . .