Sunday, December 21, 2008

Try to remember the kind of December ...

Try to remember the kind of September
When life was slow and oh, so mellow.
Try to remember the kind of September
When grass was green and grain was yellow.
Try to remember the kind of September
When you were a tender and callow fellow.
Try to remember, and if you remember,
Then follow.
(from the musical The Fantasticks)

Remember saying things like, "It feels like it's ten below out there!" when you came back into the house after being out in an East Texas winter day when it was like, say, 20 degrees?

Well, it is ten below out there up here this morning at 8:10 a.m., but it feels like it's thirty-two below. Yup, thirty-two below. That is 64 degrees below freezing.

Looks like it will be another indoor day nursing cold sores and trying to convince the cats that they do not really want me to open that deck door for them. At least there is a Hercule Poirot episode on the tube tonight.

I hope everyone who is traveling makes it home safely.

Finally, not only is today the first day of winter and the last Sunday of Advent, but tonight is the beginning of Hanukkah. So happy Hanukkah, dudes and dudettes! (BTW, Jesus, of course, did not celebrate Christmas, but he did celebrate Hanukkah -- the Feast of Dedication mentioned in John 10:22.)

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