‘Tis the season or “Look Doris, someday you’re going to find that your way of facing this realistic world just doesn’t work. And when you do, don’t overlook those lovely intangibles. You’ll discover those are the only things that are worthwhile.”*

by chuckofish

Regular readers of this blog know that the dual personalities are not particularly social animals. We like to stay home, but ’tis the season, as they say, and lately I have been very busy. And please note: This was all happening during a period of snow/snowy mix/sleet.

The other night I went to our church ornament party which is a fund-raiser for Outreach. This ladies-only event is always a “hilarious” good time where 40 or so church ladies of various ages choose a wrapped ornament and then hope it won’t get stolen by the next person in that favorite holiday tradition: the Dirty Santa game. Who invented this? Thanks a lot.

The associate rector clowns around.

The associate rector clowns around.

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Well, I had to fight for it, but I got the ornament I wanted!

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Saturday morning I ran over to church where the Christmas cookie sale/used book sale was underway and bought a bagful of books. Yay!

Later that morning my three best church girlfriends piled into Carla’s SUV for a trip to our flyover state’s first capital, the quaint town of St. Charles.

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It was their Christmas Walk weekend so it was very crowded despite the bitter temperatures.

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Santa arrived and there were Victorian carol singers. Chestnuts were roasting on an open fire. There was even a band.

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Most of the “quaint” shops are full of dreadful tourist-y merchandise, but there are some nice stores and I picked up a few things. It was a lot of fun, although super crowded.

Then we were off to our 3rd annual overnight at Monette’s Cabin, a charming bed ‘n breakfast nestled in the rolling hills of our picturesque flyover state. Last year it was 71-degrees when we arrived. This year it was 21-degrees! But we saw a lovely sunset.

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We came prepared with lots of treats.

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Between the four of us rocket scientists we could not figure out how to get the DVD player to work, so we could not watch the Christmas movies I had thoughtfully packed, but oh well. We talked the night away and when we were all gabbed out we came back home on Sunday.

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Then I talked my old man into going with me to our friendly Optimists tree lot to buy our two Christmas trees (in the snow). Now they are defrosting and I will tackle them later this week. Phew.

How was your weekend?

*Miracle on 34th Street (1947)