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“There is no friend like a sister in calm or stormy weather”*

by chuckofish

Today is my dear DP’s birthday. We are old ladies now, but we have been best friends always.

Two are better than one, because they have a good reward for their toil. For if they fall, one will lift up his fellow. But woe to him who is alone when he falls and has not another to lift him up!

(Ecclesiastes 4:9-10)

She is going on an AirBnb getaway this weekend with her DH and I sure hope she has fun, if not super fun.

Meanwhile we are luxuriating in having daughter #2 and her petite famille home.

Of course, Katie loves needlepoint pillows!

This is a good article by Sam Bush in which he relates White Christmas (1954) to the Gospel. Way to go, Sam. “At the end of the day, all we have to offer is gratitude. Thankfully, it’s the only gift that God receives.”

This writer on the New York Social Diary blog made me laugh: “If the idea of a new President and administration doesn’t thrill you — here’s a thought.  How about a face lift?  That long wanted boob, nose, or chin job?  Apparently plastic surgery is booming in Covid.  The masks, extended time spent at home, and no socializing gives you the perfect recovery time. A local plastic surgery clinic sent out a notification assuring their patients; “As soon as we’re ‘back to normal’ you can count on a flurry of invitations, outings and get-togethers. We can help you look and feel your best for your big post-pandemic debut.” Providing you are still alive!” However, as a person who recently had post-cancer plastic surgery, I cannot endorse this suggestion.

Also I was thinking that I remembered that at my private school back in the day we used to recite the doxology every morning in the elementary grades. Am I crazy? Anyway, regardless, I think that is a great way to start the day and here is a doxology that I like. The doxology says it all.

Amen. Today we also celebrate the birthday of Charles Wesley who wrote the following Advent hymn, which is a favorite of mine:

Come thou long expected Jesus…I really miss congregational singing, don’t you? Well, hang in there. I am officially off the grid and “at home” for 10 days. Huzzah!

*Christina Rosetti, Goblin Market

Funfetti cupcake of love

by chuckofish

Some baby clothes are a bit much — tiny pockets and ruffled shoulders and quilted fabric?! — but this outfit makes up for all that by making Katie look like a funfetti cupcake. Of love, obviously.

Katie is having lots of fun being passed from lap to lap. She has so much fun that she takes even better naps than usual…

…in her upgraded, full-size crib that is adjacent to quite the book collection. I like that she is eye-level with Emerson, Hawthorne, and all of my other favorites. (And directly above her is John Wayne!)

The highlight of our Wednesday was a Zoom call with 2 sets of dual personalities…

At this point, Katie had transitioned to floor time.

…where Katie showed off her kicks and funny faces.

And, is there anything cuter than these dress-shoe tights, courtesy of her aunt Mary? To quote Kevin McCallister… I don’t think so.

“Marley was dead to begin with.”

by chuckofish

I started writing this blog post about my annual reading of A Christmas Carol and how much I enjoy it. And then I remembered that I’m pretty sure I wrote that post last year. This is probably foreshadowing for Christmas morning and everyone getting something I’ve already given them.

I just got back from walking to my neighborhood wine bar to pick up my wine club wines and picking up a yummo salad at a neighborhood restaurant. It’s just like living in Brooklyn but people are nice to you.

As I’ve explained, the algorithm for my YouTube feed is totally bizarre because of my penchant for The Simpsons and videos about cross-stitching. And also because sometimes my mother and I drink wine and search for random 90s country songs like this. You’ve got to love that hair. I also accidentally stumbled down this rabbit hole that really makes me want to become someone who comments just to point out that this is a cartoon and not Shakespeare.

Anyway, the algorithm paid off this weekend when I discovered this terrific Country Music Hall of Fame and Museum video fundraiser.

It’s an hour and a half and it is great. Seriously, it is produced so well–it isn’t rushed but it moves. I also feel like it is all the cool kids–but they don’t make it feel exclusive. And it made want to go to Nashville. And, of course, Marty and his cravat are amazing. I love the Thomas Hart Benton painting that is a focal point in the museum. This is a real treat and I recommend watching it. Also, I wish I had Reba’s pants.

A touch of myrrh

by chuckofish

Cards in each mailbox,
angel, manger, star and lamb,
as the rural carrier,
driving the snowy roads,
hears from her bundles
the plaintive bleating of sheep,
the shuffle of sandals,
the clopping of camels.
At stop after stop,
she opens the little tin door
and places deep in the shadows
the shepherds and wise men,
the donkeys lank and weary,
the cow who chews and muses.
And from her Styrofoam cup,
white as a star and perched
on the dashboard, leading her
ever into the distance,
there is a hint of hazelnut,
and then a touch of myrrh.

“Christmas Mail” by Ted Kooser

Read through this article about the line-up of December Christmas movies (and others) on TCM to find out why Paul Zahl and I should truly be best friends. I mean really. I don’t agree with his take on all the movies, but The World of Henry Orient and She Wore a Yellow Ribbon are spot on.

This is an interesting tidbit about Episcopal minister Endicott Peabody in the Old West. He built St. Paul’s Episcopal in Tombstone that stands today as the oldest Protestant church in Arizona.

On December 21 Saturn and Jupiter will align into a beautiful bright star. This will be the first time they align like this since the Middle Ages. According to Forbes, the two planets will look like a “double planet” and provide an extraordinary amount of light. The last time these two planets aligned like this was on March 4, 1226, according to astronomer Patrick Hartigan at Rice University. Pretty cool. I hope I remember to look.

We were sad to learn that Charlie Pride, country singing superstar and the first Black member of the Country Music Hall of Fame, had died at age 86.

Here’s Mr. Pride bringing some Christmas cheer your way 50 years ago:

Enjoy your Tuesday. Only three more days ’til Christmas vacay starts pour moi.

Laissez le bon temps rouler

by chuckofish

Well, I was a bad Mamu and forgot to mention that the wee babes turned four on Friday. They didn’t notice this oversight as they celebrated for two days (see above). I was a bit preoccupied with anticipating the arrival of baby Katie and her parents on Friday.

Daughter #2 and famille arrived right on schedule Friday night after a 15 hour car trip.

(Daughter #1 thoughtfully captured this moment of me jumping up and down as they arrived in embarrassing mom fashion.)

Darling Katiebelle, who has led a very sheltered life thus far, adapted to our chaotic household immediately and made herself right at home.

Anyway, all is well in Whoville.

Literally a foot in mouth moment.

Plus the twins came down off their sugar high and we had another tiny pod party at our house on Sunday and they met their new cousin.

Let the good times roll.

On the road to Bethlehem

by chuckofish

We’re nearly halfway through December! The DH and I are going to put up the tree today and then I’m going to read a few good Christmas stories to help me get into the Christmas spirit. And let’s not forget art and music as well. I’ve always loved this painting by Pieter Bruegel the Elder, and although its subject isn’t Christmas, it does capture the feel of winter.

Let’s have some Renaissance music to go with that painting.

There is so much to do that it’s easy to get distracted from what’s important. If you’re feeling a little overwhelmed, don’t forget what Sigrid Undset wrote:

“And when we give each other Christmas gifts in His name, let us remember that He has given us the sun and the moon and the stars, and the earth with its forests and mountains and oceans–and all that lives and move upon them. He has given us all green things and everything that blossoms and bears fruit and all that we quarrel about and all that we have misused–and to save us from our foolishness, from all our sins, He came down to earth and gave us Himself.”

Get wrapping! Get writing Christmas cards! Mail those presents! Decorate your tree! Bake! Remember, no one can cancel Christmas!

“Wait on the Lord: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart”*

by chuckofish

Hugo van der Goes Mary and Joseph on the Way to Bethlehem (1475)

Two weeks until Christmas! Of course, there will be no parties this year, no church…but our little family pod will persevere.

In fact, we will rejoice!

Indeed, daughter #2, DN and sweet Katie are coming home! (Please keep them in your prayers as they drive here today.)

Speaking of prayer, this article about not-my-favorite Christmas movie It’s a Wonderful Life (1946) makes some good points.

Here’s what I wrote about it a few year’s back. They would never make a movie about the power of prayer these days. It is worth watching for that reason.

This old article also makes some good points about the old movie. “Life doesn’t always turn out the way we envisioned, does it? Our hopes and dreams may never come to pass.” But be grateful for what you have. It’s probably pretty great.

Anyway, I think I will skip this version slated for viewing this Sunday night. Yeah, no.

Be patient. Enjoy the day. Smell the pine in your nostrils.

And don’t forget that PBS is airing A Charlie Brown Christmas Sunday night!

*Psalm 27:14

I’ll be home for Christmas

by chuckofish

Darling Katie has had quite the week. It started out with a trip to the pediatrician’s office, where she was declared a very healthy 6-month old, “or a small 9-month old.” She continues to be a long baby and has a “very proportionate head.” (I truly love our doctor’s commentary.) She received 5 vaccines with just the slightest quiver of her lip. Having mastered eating oatmeal and baby food, Katie’s next hurdle is sipping water from a cup. Honestly, she will probably do better at this than I do, given that I mindlessly drink iced coffee until approximately 4:30 p.m.

In other news, she tried on and outgrew these overalls in one go.

She really took some time to reflect on her self-image.

So you agree, you think you’re really pretty?

And now as the week concludes, we are gearing up for a big road trip home to St. Louis on Friday. We will attempt to make the drive straight through, loaded up with meals for the road and every rest stop along the way mapped out by DN. Katie has given us little reason to think she can’t handle this, but who knows… Either way, I think the trip will call for drinking iced coffee with purpose until at least 4:30 p.m.!

“I’m sorry I called you Rainman.”*

by chuckofish

Well, Lucy may have preferred to eat January snowflakes rather than December snowflakes, here in Mid-MO, we don’t eve have the option because we are still dealing with DENSE FOG WARNINGS.

Normally, you can see the Capitol Rotunda behind the trees.

Yes, this morning, it was so foggy, the Capitol was hidden from view. I’m working from home again for the time being, a self-quarantine I am privileged to be able to ordain for myself. At work, it’s the time of year when I get to let my creative juices flow–the 12 Days of UCP. I urge you to check out these special social posts–and also search for unclaimed property! Missouri residents can check at ShowMeMoney.com and residents of other states can visit unclaimed.org to find your state’s unclaimed property division. I recently found $58 in New York!

Sorry for the PSA.

In other news, these “Spicettes” as they are now called are the devil’s work. That is to say, they are really good.

And at Aunt Mary’s School of Misbehaving Tots, sometimes, we get buried in a giant pile of dogs. What can I say, I’m not a regular aunt, I’m a cool aunt.

I don’t have much this week–busy preparing for Christmas and time away from work. But, this will always make things feel festive!

And Spicettes also help.

*Mom and I watched 21 Jump Street tonight and let me tell you it’ll for sure cure what ails you.

“You sell whatever you want, but don’t sell it here tonight.”

by chuckofish

Sometimes when you’ve had a day full of Zoom meetings and newsletters revisions and two hours on the phone with the university IT help desk, there is nothing to do but watch Youtube videos of Steve McQ.

Tonight, if I’m still feeling really confused, I may have to indulge in a little Channing Tatum…

‘Cause a woman ought to do what she thinks is best.

That’s all I’ve got today. Oh, and this from Samuel Taylor Coleridge:

What if you slept

And what if

In your sleep

You dreamed

And what if

In your dream

You went to heaven

And there plucked a strange and beautiful flower

And what if

When you awoke

You had that flower in your hand

Ah, what then?

Enjoy your Tuesday!