Month: December 2007




  • Merry Monday!

    Did any of you get pelted with snow? We didn’t. Sure, we had a dusting and winds so strong last night that I expected to look out the window and see a witch on a bicycle pedal past (and your little dog, too!). 

    I’m pretty pleased with how my Christmas layout looks, especially because I was able to figure out how to put a border around my text boxes. Since my html and css knowledge is limited to bold, italic, and, “Hey, Josh, how do you do this?” I was pleased.

    I am at the library, our usual Monday afternoon activity, waiting for LibbyK to finish her homeschool orchestra time. For the past month, I’ve used this time for NaNo novel writing. But, today, what am I doing? I’m watching the TV show Chuck online. What is Chuck and why would I go out of my way to watch a TV show?  It’s spy thriller meets ordinary guy–funny and suspenseful both. So, now I can say that I do watch one TV show other than the occasional episode of What Not to Wear (and Ninja Warrior).

    What TV show is a “no miss” for you?  Which one used to be (if you don’t have a current love)?


  • On the First Day of December

    I’m at my mom’s house. This weekend is the annual Curwensville United Methodist Church’s Christmas pageant, The Search for Peace. It’s really more of a dramatized cantata done mostly in the dark with lights on whomever is being dramatized. No one speaks except the narrator and the voice of the Bible. Of course, there is much singing. TGD is playing the blind beggar again, and Hunter is making his debut as one of the behind-the-scenes trumpeters.  I like to close my eyes in the darkness and let the familiar words and songs wash over me. I actually get chills during Oh, Holy Night when the angel Gabriel flings back the curtain to reveal the manger scene and the unseen choir belts out “FALL on your knees!” 

    So, how about you? Have you done much for Christmas yet? I don’t ev    en have a candy cane unwrapped, let alone a decoration up.  I have maybe 25% of my shopping done.  Oh, well. I’m not going to fret.  As they say in Grinch:


    It came without ribbons! It came without tags!

    It came without packages, boxes or bags!
    . . .
    “Maybe Christmas,” he thought, “doesn’t come from a store.

    Maybe Christmas…perhaps…means a little bit more!”


    What traditions or preparations say, “It’s Christmas!” to you?