Go tell it
by chuckofish
Here we are on Christmas Eve–my plans are all kerpluey. I can’t go to church–one of my favorite services of the year. I do love a packed church with everyone dressed up and singing, the college kids home. And the boy is a lector! But I’m a big girl. My whole month has been off-track. And let’s admit, it hasn’t been a great year. Although we have been greatly blessed as well.

Daughter #1, Mr. Smith and I had planned to drive up to the prairie on Christmas afternoon, but we will delay that so as not to spread germs etc. C’est la vie.
So let us not forget that the Lord came—himself—to save you from your sins. As Ann says, what a reason to celebrate! What a glorious excuse to have a feast, to break out the champagne, the cheese, the cake, the party games and garlands.
Yes, indeed!
(And also this:)
Merry Christmas to my loyal readers!


The best laid plans, etc… I’m so sorry that yours have gotten messed up, but you can be sure something wonderful will come of it! Sherman was my kind of guy. Happy Christmas Eve!
Perfect baby foot! We will miss you tomorrow but will see you soon — rest and feel better soon!!
♥️♥️♥️