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December 22, 2014
“It really means nothing, but I like the tradition.
That’s all I care about. I participate in the Eucharist even though I know that it is meaningless, and that it, and all of it, is just ritual, but it feels good. I enjoy it.”
We went back to her condo, unloaded and situated the perfect blue spruce into it’s Christmas tree stand. She was so excited. “I love Christmas.” She’d already pulled a dozen boxes of ornaments and decorations out of storage. “What can I help you with?” “No, no. You’ve done enough. I love decorating. I really look forward to doing this.” On Christmas Eve, her condo will be packed with friends, for her annual Christmas Eve party.The Thinking Housewife › Hitching a Ride on Ship “Christmas”
Posted by gerardvanderleun at December 22, 2014 9:42 AM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.
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Coronary time!
Posted by: Vermont Woodchuck at December 22, 2014 12:34 PM
And Buck stayed with her for how long?
Debbie has earned a good hard punch in the face.
Posted by: chasmatic at December 23, 2014 4:16 AM
"The great majority of people will go on observing forms that cannot be explained; they will keep Christmas Day with Christmas gifts and Christmas benedictions; they will continue to do it; and some day suddenly wake up and discover why." ~ G.K. Chesterton
Posted by: Mizz E at December 23, 2014 2:26 PM