Saturday, December 12, 2015
I was almost finished with this little post when the phone rang with a Code Red weather emergency call for the usual wind, rain, large hail...and I accidentally exhaled or something and lost the post. I think what I was about to say was something about the baby Jesus being born into a world with big problems and discontented people, his parents being unwelcome refugees and only being cared for by possibly the somewhat irreligious innkeeper who had some heart. Definitely something remarkable there, don't you think?
Anyway, I'd better wrap this up before the lights go out or the roof gets raised.
Funny, as less than an hour ago I was commenting how we here in Texas have windows open, ceiling fan going, etc...
That'll teach me!! And me, home alone with the Havanese while The Husband is working hours away...
Season's greetings from
at 9:33 PM