Today.........
looks really Christmas-y. Couldn't resist the opportunity to make a sarcastic comment about how lovely all the trees on the curb look with a lovely dusting of snow. (Ours is still up and glowing in all of its eclectic glory. Is there any other tree with both SpongeBob and Queen Victoria ornaments?) I took the Charlie Brown Christmas CD to work with me. I had to fight the urge to turn the radio to Breakfast with the Beatles and decided that filling the rectory office with the sounds of Vince Guaraldi would get my mind properly aligned......

A friend called and asked me if I knew anything about Epiphany door blessings. Her daughter mentioned that her boyfriend's family in Michigan does it. I just happened to have it written down from last year. (Of course, the Baby Jesus that I hid on December first is still missing. And I never did find the invitation for the office Christmas party. But a prayer that I scribbled in one out an abundance of notebooks stacked around the house can be instantly accessed.) I also happened to have chalk and holy water available, too, so Eddie and I ran over to her house. Bridget is embarrassed that I would be the person that people would call for chalk, holy water and a specific prayer.

Now I'm back and still trying to put things in order for school to start tomorrow. Rick is mesmerized by the Dead Zone marathon on USA. I don't get it. I don't have time to get it. And is Anthony Michael Hall supposed to be the Christopher Walken for the 21st century?