Saturday, December 25, 2004

Happy Feast Day of St. Nickolas

If your confused about the title of this entry please see the previous post.

I am amazed and in awe at how Christmas always seems to come together for us despite the fact that we didn't spend a dime. All of our money this month went to paying bills. I mean literally we did not spend any money. It is a testament to the mercy of our Creator that we had a tree and one of the largest piles of gifts I have ever seen. I am very happy that my children can enjoy this celebration. I just hope they are thankful.

Tonight we feast with friends and family. We have a spiral-cut maple ham and enough food to choke a lion. Bubba is coming over along with Geary and his Dad. Also, Emmerick made the trip over and plans to make an appearance today. It is the fellowship of family and friends that is the true joy and gift of Christmas.

I just wish my sister and niece were here.

Friday, December 24, 2004

The Eve of the Feast

Merry Christmas everyone. We are busy today cleaning the house in preparation for visitors. Not the least of which will be a visit tonight by our beloved St. Nickolas. Everything is prepared for another glorious nativity. Though I shouldn't call it that because we celebrate the birth of the Christ in January.

Yesterday I took a trip into Oregon to see my Dad. It was wonderful to see the old homestead. My Dad proudly displays pictures of all his kids, including images depicting various stages of my childhood. It was interesting to see photos of my sisters when they were young, they look so much like my girls. Anyway, I worry about my Dad right now because he is facing surgery on his back. He fears getting cut on as much as I do and facing mortality really makes him sensitive about our relationship. I've been trying to get him to focus on plans after his surgery, and I think it helps him.

I found out that an old childhood friend of mine committed suicide last September. He was going through a separation from his girlfriend and couldn't handle the grief. May God have mercy on his soul. I played with him as a kid because his Dad worked on the railroad with my Dad. He was a good person and it is shameful that is fate was as such. I will pray for him.

Bubba called me a foamer the other day for having a nostaligic opinion about trains. He said that he pretty much hates the railroad and thinks of it only as work. He said a foamer is a person ho stands by the tracks and watches the trains go by. He is gonna regret bestowing such a title upon me. The gloves are off.

Lastly, the collectors edition of "Return of the King" was absolutely fabulous. The Mouth of Sauron was blood curdling. It reaffirms my opinion that the "Fellowship of the Ring" was the best series of movies ever done.