Well, today counts as a day off since I only had to go to the library for work today and just do some grocery shopping afterwards. I probably should have done laundry, but I'll do that tomorrow before I go to the holiday party at the community center where I tutor. Hopefully, I also get Sunday off, so I can go to the Christmas party at work. I didn't get to go last year due to car drama (and what an expensive drama it was-I could have gone to New York and seen something other than my car's insides for for what it ended up costing me). I'm a little nervous about going to either, since I'm not that good in a group. Sure, I can get up there and entertain, but the idea of conversing with more than one person at a time and switching off frequently is a little daunting.
Just a reminder folks: I'll be in Indy from the 23rd to the 28th. If you want to do lunch or something, let me know ASAP, because I might cut my visit short. Why would I flee Indianapolis and not shed more of the glory on it that it so despereately needs? I was just informed by Seth, a friend from high school, that he's going to be in Chicago around that time, and as we have not seen each other in forever, I'd like to catch up with him before he heads back to oh-so-temperate North Carolina. And really, who wouldn't? Besides, vacation days are scarce and I'd like to spend a few days in spring seeing the cherry blossoms in Michigan.
I'd like to pick the collective brain: What are the best books for an 11-month-old? I'm sponsoring a child through a "Letters to Santa" campaign through the local newspaper. I think one toy, one outfit, and one book would just about fit the bill. I'm going to use my Kohl's discount since, as you know, Target is in the doghouse.
Funny thing is, I heard on NPR that they're being boycotted by some right-wing Christians as well because they say "Happy Holidays" instead of "Merry Christmas." Where are the lions when you need some? I think it shows how desperate some people are that they're making a fuss over holiday greetings when there are serious human rights violations taking place in their name under the aegis of the guy they put in office. I mean, isn't Christianity the religion of human rights? I mean, the founder was crucified for pity's sake. For saying how great it would be if we just treated each other decently. Human rights violations don't come much more egregious than that. So we're arguing about what to call a co-opted pagan holiday. Part of the reason I got out of Christianity was because of the Christians. Or, at least, the more fervent ones who didn't want me muddying up their pure faith. End of screed.
Ah, well, Christmas cards will be going out soon, filled with Kohl's holiday goodness for those who requested it. I just hope they get there in time. I should have gone to the store tonight to see if they were in yet, but I was cold. It's been what Colin would call "stupid cold," and what I'm willing to call "just plain too f$#*ing cold." The gas company is going to love me, and not just because I've been heating tea by the gallon. It's supposed to get better, or worse in a different way. It's supposed to warm up enough to snow. Hopefully, by the time I have to go to work Friday, it will have stopped and the roads will be relatively clear. Now, I really have to work on my needlepoint if I'm ever going to get my mother a present for the new digs.
Just a reminder folks: I'll be in Indy from the 23rd to the 28th. If you want to do lunch or something, let me know ASAP, because I might cut my visit short. Why would I flee Indianapolis and not shed more of the glory on it that it so despereately needs? I was just informed by Seth, a friend from high school, that he's going to be in Chicago around that time, and as we have not seen each other in forever, I'd like to catch up with him before he heads back to oh-so-temperate North Carolina. And really, who wouldn't? Besides, vacation days are scarce and I'd like to spend a few days in spring seeing the cherry blossoms in Michigan.
I'd like to pick the collective brain: What are the best books for an 11-month-old? I'm sponsoring a child through a "Letters to Santa" campaign through the local newspaper. I think one toy, one outfit, and one book would just about fit the bill. I'm going to use my Kohl's discount since, as you know, Target is in the doghouse.
Funny thing is, I heard on NPR that they're being boycotted by some right-wing Christians as well because they say "Happy Holidays" instead of "Merry Christmas." Where are the lions when you need some? I think it shows how desperate some people are that they're making a fuss over holiday greetings when there are serious human rights violations taking place in their name under the aegis of the guy they put in office. I mean, isn't Christianity the religion of human rights? I mean, the founder was crucified for pity's sake. For saying how great it would be if we just treated each other decently. Human rights violations don't come much more egregious than that. So we're arguing about what to call a co-opted pagan holiday. Part of the reason I got out of Christianity was because of the Christians. Or, at least, the more fervent ones who didn't want me muddying up their pure faith. End of screed.
Ah, well, Christmas cards will be going out soon, filled with Kohl's holiday goodness for those who requested it. I just hope they get there in time. I should have gone to the store tonight to see if they were in yet, but I was cold. It's been what Colin would call "stupid cold," and what I'm willing to call "just plain too f$#*ing cold." The gas company is going to love me, and not just because I've been heating tea by the gallon. It's supposed to get better, or worse in a different way. It's supposed to warm up enough to snow. Hopefully, by the time I have to go to work Friday, it will have stopped and the roads will be relatively clear. Now, I really have to work on my needlepoint if I'm ever going to get my mother a present for the new digs.
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