Anyway, on to happier things...
We've completed our Mass obligation for the Feast of Christmas, and I'm feeling particularly righteous. I spent much of the time before Mass mixing up lines from Christmas songs, e.g. "Oh Come, all ye faithful, in a one-horse open sleigh". Or how about, "Angels we have heard on high, had a very shiny nose"? There are, of course, the classics..."Away in a manger, no crib for a bed, the little Lord Jesus was dropped on his head." My personal favorite is "Hark, the Hare-Lipped Angels Sing," but you don't get the full effect of it by reading about it. Nevertheless, it was nice to do something traditional for Christmas (I know, Simon dear, the traditions were all stolen from the pagans), and besides, on the way home from church I heard the Ventures' version of "Sleigh Ride" (it kind of starts out sounding like "Walk, Don't Run"). What would be perfect would be to hear Leon Redbone and Dr. John's version of "Frosty the Snowman", but we can't have everything.
I have been forbidden from invoking the name of my boss for the next week and a half. I won't have any trouble following that order.
It's nice having the time between Christmas and New Year's off. I do plan on cleaning this hell hole of an office during some of the time, which will in all likelihood involve dismantling the computer, meaning I'll probably be offline during a brief period in the next week, so don't worry about me too much. I'm also going to be doing some digging inside myself (those of you familiar with Julia Cameron's The Artist's Way have no doubt heard of "morning pages"; that'll be how I start). I just feel a need to reorganize some things in my life. I've neglected my writing and my guitar playing, I need to start looking for more rewarding and fulfilling work, and I need to spend more time with Mary and the cats and actually living rather than just fantasizing about it. Know what I mean?
A blessed Christmas, or whatever you celebrate this time of the year.