The same way He- erm, She, you are a little late on that, Adam dear- knows when you decide to use your weekly pilgrimage as an excuse to balance your checkbook, and then eat an obscene meal after napping through the Eucharist.
I'm not entirely positive I know what's going on either, child, but here we are. She seems to be the reason, and the serpent is once again around to make life interesting, but other than that, nothing seems too out of sorts.