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So, I didn't get on here to wish those who were celebrating all the best of whatever season it was they were celebrating, but not for lack of thinking the wishes.
Christmas morning here started out with a treasure hunt for stockings! Clues in verse written by Becca for Younger Daughter and me, no less. (It was very Spiderweb for Two, with one clue even being inside the piano.) Then church, which was as usual, Cute Overload-worthy, with babies galore. One of the best moments was in the middle of the first reading, when a baby responded to the 'praise Him with singing' idea with a loud - a very loud - DADA DADA. (The church is always child-friendly, so this wasn't empty sentiment for Christmas morning only.) And as Y.D. pointed out, it was amusing to see the volume of the little kids' voices steadily increasing as the rector used his own good-volumed voice for the adults' sermon.
Then cooking like crazy at my mother's, and eating similarly, and finally back home, to two hounds very glad to see us.
St. Stephen's Day, which should have been a glorious hang-around in slob clothes and relax kind of day, was marred by finding I'd sent spam to everyonein the whole world I'd ever emailed, except a few lucky people who'd changed their emails since I'd last emailed them. Worse was finding that some people thought I might actually have sent them notice about a great webiste (sic). Worst still was getting a reply from Cory Doctorow. OUCH. (Thankfully, it was an automatic reply as he was bouncing all mail while on holiday.)
I'll be posting my Books of 2008 list soon, but tonight I'm determined to finish Auralia's Colors, which I've liked a lot but have done a severe injustice to by reading in exhausted ten or fifteen minute stretches at night, and consequently seem to have been reading forever. It'd be nice to start the new year with fresh reading.
At least I can still wish all who will be celebrating New Year's sometime around now A VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR.
Christmas morning here started out with a treasure hunt for stockings! Clues in verse written by Becca for Younger Daughter and me, no less. (It was very Spiderweb for Two, with one clue even being inside the piano.) Then church, which was as usual, Cute Overload-worthy, with babies galore. One of the best moments was in the middle of the first reading, when a baby responded to the 'praise Him with singing' idea with a loud - a very loud - DADA DADA. (The church is always child-friendly, so this wasn't empty sentiment for Christmas morning only.) And as Y.D. pointed out, it was amusing to see the volume of the little kids' voices steadily increasing as the rector used his own good-volumed voice for the adults' sermon.
Then cooking like crazy at my mother's, and eating similarly, and finally back home, to two hounds very glad to see us.
St. Stephen's Day, which should have been a glorious hang-around in slob clothes and relax kind of day, was marred by finding I'd sent spam to everyone
I'll be posting my Books of 2008 list soon, but tonight I'm determined to finish Auralia's Colors, which I've liked a lot but have done a severe injustice to by reading in exhausted ten or fifteen minute stretches at night, and consequently seem to have been reading forever. It'd be nice to start the new year with fresh reading.
At least I can still wish all who will be celebrating New Year's sometime around now A VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR.
