Clearly I should be grateful for Mrs.4444 over at Half Past Kissin’ Time for hosting Friday Fragments every week; otherwise I would not have a single reason whatsoever to post!
***Ms. Moon has posted more than once about her middle-of-the-night Chex Mix feasts. Well. I have found something even worse (or better, depending on your perspective): caramel Chex Mix. I won’t tell you how much I ate, but I will tell you that my justification was, well, that it is cereal. How bad can that possibly be for you?
*** A couple of nights ago I had just barely fallen to sleep after having tossed and turned until midnight, and Owen woke up sick. I pretended to be asleep so that Steve had to get up and deal with it. I am not sure I truly got away with it, as it would be atypical of me to sleep through vomiting, but he never did say anything about it. I did feel a tiny bit bad, but then I remembered another time not too long ago when Owen barfed all over the bed, over my shoulder and down my back, and even hit the closet door with his puke-and Steve slept through the entire episode. I stopped feeling bad then.
***Speaking of Owen, he has just recently begun saying his prayers by himself. We always start out with “Heavenly Father,” except he says,”Hemmingly Daughters,” which conjures up images of little girls in white pinafores doing needlepoint. It never fails to make me smile.
***I love music. A lot. I can’t sing well, don’t know how to read music, and have no idea even what I sing, other than NOT soprano. Regardless, I am going to join the choir for my friend J.’s church this spring, because there is a community-wide “Songs of Faith” concert that performs in the Fine Arts Center over the 4th of July. What the hell, right?
***I went Christmas shopping with J. last night (at her work, instead of doing a gift exchange, each person in the office picked someone from the Women and Children’s Shelter to buy for); I asked her (in context) whether or not my family is weird, and she said, with no hesitation, “Absolutely; but in a good way!” Hmm. Ask a stupid question….
***The future business leaders I posted about last week finally arrived with the poinsettia, after having unearthed the name of the correct “head guy” who ordered it. It arrived half dead, but hey, at least it GOT here.
***The big snow we were supposed to get earlier this week arrived-in the form of torrential rain. Therefore, what snow we had left is also gone. So much for a white Christmas. Just when I thought I might be feeling the very slightest glimmerings of the Christmas spirit…..gone, just like that.
Okay, now you can head over to see Mrs. 4444 and read some of her other participants. It will be worth your time!