Since I'm still under the weather, today is going to be a lot like yesterday. Quiet--except for me coughing, sneezing and blowing my nose. Beyond that, I just have to give time, time, and wait to get back on my feet. That said, I noticed last night my taster is gone. Homemade pesto on a panini for dinner and I couldn't taste it for squat. Crispy, crunchy and zero flavor but you know I still ate it.
I'm thrilled with the new Pope and his humble back story. He sounds like the perfect choice and I read somewhere that when he was in the #2 position behind Cardinal Ratzinger on the last Pope go round, he withdrew his name and allowed Ratzinger to become Pope. Whoa.
Yes, Pope Francis might be more conservative than I might like but then he's the Pope. I'm content to watch and wait, and so far, I feel a real love connection with him. I adore his humble wooden cross, and I like a big Pope--someone who looks and feels like a father figure. No, I'm not Roman Catholic but I can appreciate aspects of that religion that are comforting and spiritual. I think we got a keeper this time.