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“First, agree upon the children’s religious identity, Reuben says, and then work together to reinforce that identity, whatever it may be.” How about letting your children decide on their own religious identity?
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‘”He definitely had something to drink. I think he had a great deal to drink,” said a man who witnessed the incident.’ You don’t say!
Christmas Eve
It’s a very quiet day at the office; even more quiet than usual. It’s Christmas Eve, and I think that half of the building (or more) took a personal holiday today. The parking garage seemed even more deserted today than on the day after Thanksgiving.
The person who can answer all the questions I have about the business intelligence application I’ve been trying to learn is finally back from maternity leave — a few days early, actually — so I at least won’t be stuck all day with no one to answer my questions and nothing else to do. She’s pretty busy, though, so it’s not like she’s at my disposal constantly, like the trainers in Loan Corrections were. I guess I’ll only be stuck for part of the day with nothing else to do, then…
I’ll get to leave an hour early at 3:30pm today, since it’s the day before a holiday, which is a nice perk. Go home, open presents, have some dinner, make the traditional Christmas sausage cake (yes, it’s really made of sausage, and it’s really a cake — I think we’ve been over this before), and enjoy a quiet Christmas Eve with my husband (who has today off of work).
Tomorrow, we’ll be going to Cleveland for Christmas Day. We’ll be bringing sausage cake and the zucchini-chocolate cake I made last night, along with presents for everyone. We won’t be bringing the new video camera, though; we decided that we really don’t need to remember Christmas as is it now. Grammie’s Alzheimer’s is getting pretty pronounced these days, and Poppa’s having a hard time getting around. Aunt Elaine can’t make it to holidays at all, due to her own medical issues. Better to remember the earlier years of Elaine’s Christmas cookies and Poppa being all sprightly and Grammie fussing in the kitchen… and Pete and his family always being late. 🙂
links for 2007-12-23
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I’ve always liked parts of the original, unrecorded lyrics myself. I suppose it’s the depressed teenager in me.
links for 2007-12-22
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To quote Bill Shunn: ‘I can’t stop watching this YouTube video from The Beatnix, an Australian Beatles cover band. It’s from an alternate universe where the young mop-tops wrote and recorded “Stairway to Heaven” in 1964.’
VH1: Love It Or Hate It… Or Both
These days, it seems that VH1 shows two things: reality TV and retrospective shows. By retrospective, I mean stuff like I Love The 80s (or 70s, or 90s, or whatever). I’m not much on reality TV, but the retrospectives? Those are a freaking time sink. Black hole. I accidentally flip to an I Love The 80s Strikes Back marathon — and the next thing I know, it’s two hours later, and I’m wondering where my evening went.
My latest VH1 addiction is the 100 Greatest Songs of the 90s. Watching this show is like remembering all the highlights of high school and college on random. I started high school in August of 1990, and I graduated college in December of 2001, so the 90s were really where I came into my own. I know probably 95% of these songs (I’m not hip to the more hip-hop or rap tunes from the mid to late 90s), and all of those are associated with some time in my life. The Cranberries remind me of being home from college for a semester. Oasis reminds me of the early years of my relationship with Aaron (who used to say I was his Wonderwall, while he was my one Natural One).
You know what this means, right? Hell, yeah. New iPod playlist.
Luckily, they have the entire song list posted on their website. So far, I already have about 30 of the top 100 in my iTunes, anyway.
Some of the songs are kind of WTF — “Oh, God, I hated that fucking Spice Girls song!” — but I’ll probably put them on my iPod for completeness’s sake. And for the amusement factor.
OK, show’s back on. Gotta go. 🙂