Maybe a nice padded room

Today is one of those days where a repeat of the infamous Butter Pecan Incident or equally infamous Italian Bread Hand Massacre seems likely. For those of my gentle readers who are not aware of the former two ... escapades, while getting butter pecan ice cream out of a container I managed to damage myself to the point where I a) passed out, b)needed stitches. The second involved slicing myself on the bread crust--not the knife, the crust. *sigh*

Today started by losing a battle with my bathrobe (clearly, it is smarter than me), and being so physically challenged that I have been forbidden to go near knives or stoves for the rest of the day. So, I'm sitting on my nice, safe (I hope) bed, watching the Bears, and getting ready to write out Christmas cards.

One lovely thing was discovered, though. The Vatican has announced that Hildegard of Bingen will be canonized, and she is being named a Doctor of the Church, which puts her in the same company as, among others, Augustine and Thomas Aquinas. She is only the fourth woman so recognized, and given her revolutionary position on any number of issues, I find it heartening, not to say remarkable. So my joy today comes primarily in connection with a woman who has been dead for nearly a millenium. But it is joy.