Archive for December, 2009
I went to the Museum of Fine Arts, Houston today with the Lickliders and the Ferraros and it was a delightfully good time! We made our way through several different exhibits, stopped for lunch (at, oddly enough, the same place where I eat lunch every work day), and walked some more. There are so many beautiful pieces at the museum…I can’t believe I haven’t been. It was a great afternoon!
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When I got back to my sister’s, we hosted my oldest sister Tracey and her two kids (visiting from Florida) and my dad and his wife for dinner. We ate and played a few games (Apples to Apples and old school Taboo) and apparently Jennifer and I are not to play Taboo together anymore. Whatever. People are just afraid of our sister power.
Wimps.
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It’s been a full, busy day. Goodnight.
I don’t have to work again until Saturday.
I get to spend Wednesday with Joey and his family.
It’s a good week. 
The final Sunday of the year was a wonderful day in Heatherville! I went to Lakewood Church (yes, that one) for the first time with Joey and his family and it was great! I also ate Indian food for the first time and let me tell you, it won’t be the last. Who knew?! (I guess the 1.3 billion people in India….)
Lakewood was good, lunch was good. Hanging with Joey is always good.
Three days of work this week, time with friends and family, the beginning of a new year. Bring. It. On.
(Be gentle, o work week.)
Holiday Song of the Day: Avalon’s Good News. Such a beautiful Christmas song.
Good news, Good news
An angel brings Good news
Good news, Good news
I leave you with Good news
Close your eyes, Fold your hands
For a moment let your sorrow fade
Why, oh, why are you afraid
Has this world stripped you of your faith
Close your eyes and on bended knee
Listen to an angel pray
And once again prepare the way
So you’ll see a gift that’s given
For you a time of joy, Behold a baby boy
Good news, Good news
An angel brings Good news
Good news, Good news
I leave you with Good news
Bow your head, Speak not a word
Let the silence take you far from here
The spirit of a child dry every tear
And may your doubts they disappear
Bow your head and on bended knee
Hear the story once again
The child grew up to wear a cross
A child grew up to pledge a life
For us a time of joy, Behold, Christ a baby boy
Good news, Good news
An angel brings Good news
Good news, Good news
I leave you with Good news
For us His only Son
In a manger wrapped in swaddling clothes
Christ the Savior, Christmas day
All our burdens washed away
We break the bread
We pour the wine
And angels decend with a heavenly sigh
Good news, Good news
An angel brings Good news
Good news, Good news
I leave you with…
I leave you with
Good news
I miss my mother.
That’s all. I’ve been looking at this open window, trying to write this post for more than an hour, but what I’ve got to say can really be distilled into that one truth. There are other things on my mind, but that’s the biggie.
I’ve been home from work for about twenty minutes and I’ve already cracked open the Christmas wine and I’m chasing it with chocolate. It was that kind of day and I knew it would be when the very first customer I spoke to was cuh-ra-zy.
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Please tell me what kind of business starts their most important fiscal event, the one upon which the entire year rides, on Christmas Eve?
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Even now in death, You open doors for life to enter
You are winter
And everything that’s new has bravely surfaced
Teaching us to breathe
And what was frozen through is newly purposed
Turning all things green
So it is with You
And how you make me new
With every season’s change
And so it will be, as You are re-creating me
Summer, autumn, winter, spring.
Could it be that after a strep throat-free lifetime, I’m now having a year where I get it twice? What kind of luck is that?! What about a great job, sweet apartment, or as long as I’m making wishes, a boyfriend?!!
What. The. Hell.
(I know…I’m possibly contagious and whiny. What a catch!)
Ugh.
Christmas is this week. That means New Year’s Day is, by necessity, next week. Holy cow. I can’t believe that 2010 is within spitting distance. (If you’re a talented spitter, that is.)
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One of my coworkers just lost her mother after a long illness. I called her this evening to offer my condolences and we had a nice conversation. The death of her mother comes at the end of a rough year, and next year will necessitate more changes for her. She’s not a Christian and, this sounds stupid, I’m not sure how to best support her. While I will be praying for her, do I tell her so? Will that just irritate her?
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My job search continues.
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Someday at Christmas, there’ll be no war
When we have learned what Christmas is for
When we have found what life’s really worth
There’ll be peace on earth
Holiday Song of the Day: Someday at Christmas, Stevie Wonder. This is one of my all-time favorite songs and definitely one I can listen to all year long. The lyrics are full of hope and wishes for goodwill for all mankind…totally hippy sentiments (even if it’s not biblical, it is pretty much the perfect sentiment for a Christmas song). I first heard this song on a Christmas record that we played during the holidays when I was growing up, so there are lots of happy memories wrapped up in this one, too. And really, any song by Stevie Wonder wins.
I can’t hit a moving target. It’s maddening and a little demeaning that you would have me try.
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There’s one week left until Christmas and I’ve only bought one gift. Oops! And the gift that I bought? Oh, it won’t be here until after Christmas. Am I good or what?!
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Today was another one in a series of days that proves (to me) that many, many people are essentially crazy.
Stark. Raving. Mad.
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Somehow, I have become one of the those people who eats the same thing for lunch every day. I am such a frequent customer, in fact, that the general manager (Hi Jimmy!) gave me a 50% discount on today’s lunch. When I walked in today, the shift manager said, “the usual?” and I smiled. It is good to have a place, to be known.
