and let’s not forget all the people we love, and love them more every day; all our loved ones who are no longer with us, or not yet with us, near and far, up or down, in or out–let’s drink a cup of kindness to all people of goodwill. Amen.
i have the first cold i’ve had in several years…of course, i haven’t worked outside of the home in several years, so it may not be my super-immune system, but rather my avoidance of germ-ridden people that explains my run of good health. i’m using my tried-and-true formula of cough-drop in the mouth constantly, plenty of ibuprofen, lots of non-alcoholic fluids, and rest and today added a little sudafed. since i’ve been out of the loop, i just learned how difficult it is to cop a little pseudoephedrine these days. what a lock-down! i only got 10 and shared some with my friends, so i hope i don’t have to repeat the experience again: photo i.d., sign, look the pharmacist in the eyes and swear on my mother’s grave that i’m not going to abuse the stuff. i came home for lunch and opened some old mail and discovered that my check-card security has been breached and i will be issued a new one soon. i check my account online fairly often, so i don’t see any problems, but am now officially paranoid-on-speed, dry-mouthed and anxious. add a touch of the runs and you have a complete blabbering idiot. but it could be worse…at least i’m not pregnant.
the settings on my camera were way off and none of my pictures can be resized for publishing, so you’ll have to use your imagination. we had a great christmas, have eaten too much, reveled too much, and just had too much darn fun. though i would have preferred to have a more traditional holiday, this one was full of what the original event delivered: peace. and peace to all of you.
what impressed me most about this lifelike nativitiy scene is the detail of the figures…i’m pretty sure that this is exactly what mary, joseph and the baby looked like—check that full head of brown hair on the child. the artist did a wonderful job of rendering the wise men, but is that actually the adult jesus masqueraded as a shepherd? now i’m confused.
yes, that’s a brightly lit danta who shakes his um, bottom, at you and winks…
it’s my baby girl’s birthday and it doesn’t seem possible that it was so long ago that i pushed her out into the world. she’s my hero and just when i think i couldn’t love her more, the love grows stronger again. it’s almost time for her own daughter to be born and she’ll know i wasn’t just waxing poetic about all of the joy and pain that is part of being a mom. celebrate each moment, melissa beth. your mama and daddy love you.
the kids did a great job of telling the story of jesus’ birth. we all did some caroling after the program and 3 of the angels rode with me down to an extreme christmas home. the display covers two sides of a street and deserves national attention. i tried to get some pictures, but will have to work on them. have you seen those inflatable snowglobes? i love them. we’re off to a great start.
i can always count on the kids to redirect my energies into something that brings joy. this morning we had dress rehearsal for our christmas program and, of course followed it up with chocolate. i’ll be playing at 4 services this week and am gearing up for the festivities by turning the volume up way loud on the Messiah, grabbing my music and singing-along with the alto/tenor parts… it really is christmastime after all.
i started my new job in earnest on monday and followed around a nurse who was a real zombie. i mean, reeeeeellleeee slow, going into a stare and stessing to an extreme degree over things like discharging a patient. hmmm…i really felt the girl was on the verge of a breakdown or had already had one and was now on strong psychotropic medication and kept my mouth shut. i love this kind of nursing. for me, case managing fulfills my need to be autonomous and in charge while still reminding me that i am not in control. wednesday the boss announced that zombie would only be working mondays (my day off) and then today announced that zomb would be taking an immediate leave of absence. turns out she is mental and now everybody is freaking out at the prospect of taking on an increased workload. i’m okay with the extra pressure, but am refusing to give in on the days off issue—they can hardly refuse me. the whole situation has made me forget that it’s christmastime, but our children’s program at church is this weekend and i’ll be re-reminded at saturday’s practice. it sounds like i’m griping, but actually i thrive on this stuff!
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