- It's December! The month of Christmas, of course, but most importantly the month of my birthday. Since I was shortchanged by being born on Christmas Eve, you know I have to celebrate for the whole month.
- The picture in the post below is not a sunset, but a sunrise. Yeah, I know I'm not a morning person, but if I gotta be up anyway, I might as well have that kind of sky to look at.
- I actually took several pictures that morning, standing barefoot in my night shirt on the patio. I like this one, too.
- This week started out with way too easy a workload, but that has all changed. The FedEx woman was here by 10:00 AM; I have until Sunday to put out nearly 400 highly technical pages. Can I do it without having a nervous breakdown? Stay tuned.
- I did not make it to see Rent after all. I had planned to go to the Friday afternoon show, but I decided to nap in my big comfy chair instead. I suppose it will still be here when I crawl out from under this job.
- I have promised Liam our tree will go up this weekend. He might be more excited than I am, but it's mighty close.
- Right now I am very very tired of ham and turkey, to the point where I didn't even eat supper tonight because I couldn't face any more leftovers. I want a steak, preferably a bigass bad-for-me ribeye with a big pile of roasted potatoes on the side.
- My son told me today that if I would show him how he would make me a birthday cake. I'm sorely tempted to take him to Apple Annie's and let him order one.
- Even though I broke up with Jesus a while back, I still find myself wanting to go to church during this season. I love the music, the candles, the beautiful greenery and poinsettias. Just because I don't believe he's the son of God doesn't mean I can't celebrate his birthday, right?
- I still get newsletters from both churches that I no longer attend.
- The priest that baptized Liam is retiring next year and I'm oddly sad about that.
- My dear blog friend Colleen lost her father this week. I've been down that road and it purely sucks, and my heart is with her as she makes the sad trip back home.
- I'm up much too late and will be very sorry in the morning.
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Beautiful pictures. I'm not a morning person either, but those pictures make me want to be.
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Posted by: Megan | December 01, 2005 at 10:41 AM
Beautiful pictures. I'm not a morning person either, but those pictures make me want to be.
I'm here via Michele today; I have my Thirteen up at The Color Purple
Posted by: Megan | December 01, 2005 at 10:41 AM
Hi Terrilynn, I love your sunrise. I've been admiring ours lately too, absolutely brilliant colors first thing in the morning, and even more beautiful against (the dreaded) snow.
With a birthday on Christmas Eve, it's no wonder you celebrate all month! Good for you, and Happy Birthday!! ;)
Posted by: Leanne | December 01, 2005 at 01:57 PM
Gorgeous picture!
My 13 is finally up!
Posted by: SquashedToad | December 01, 2005 at 02:47 PM
My twins were born on the 30th, so we try to make their birthdays a big deal.
Happy Birthmonth!
Thanks for stopping by, I'm going to go and link to you :-)
Posted by: Jen | December 01, 2005 at 03:59 PM
How did I miss that your birthday was on Christmas Eve? That's equal parts cool as hell and a big fat bummer. Although, you know, we could share a toast online to keep the celebrations wholly independent of each other. :-)
Mine are up to, and have much in common with yours. Somehow, that doesn't surprise me.
Posted by: Jennifer | December 01, 2005 at 05:29 PM
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Re: #13 - Get some sleep!
Posted by: Barbara | December 01, 2005 at 10:12 PM
Today is my Mom's birthday. The 7th and the 22nd are my Grandmas' birthdays. My brother is Jan 1 and I'm Jan 4. We all get shortchanged with the birthdays.
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Posted by: ReneeN | December 02, 2005 at 02:31 AM
Only the coolest people are born in December. Mine is the 11th.
I go to church still just because of the tradition. I tell myself Jesus was a social revolutionary who deserves to have his life celebrated even if wasn't divine. Your broke up with Jesus post is one of my favorite ever.
Posted by: Lisa V | December 02, 2005 at 10:34 AM
I love your Breaking Up with Jesus post, that could be published. Living just up the road, in the land of yelling street corner Baptist preachers, I naturally share your exact same religious history, except for the kissing boys part. I love the line " the power of Saturday night and the glory of Sunday morning, and the tidal pull of them both." That is so perfect. When the tide finally pulled me completely out to sea, I thought that it would bring me back in one day, but it hasn't yet. Specifically for the reasons you stated.
We have a little friend whose birthday follows Christmas. He celebrates a half birthday during the summer to compensate for getting a raw deal in December.
I too have feel for Colleen and have her in my thoughts this week.
Posted by: Mayberry | December 02, 2005 at 11:59 PM
I love your Breaking Up with Jesus post, that could be published. Living just up the road, in the land of yelling street corner Baptist preachers, I naturally share your exact same religious history, except for the kissing boys part. I love the line " the power of Saturday night and the glory of Sunday morning, and the tidal pull of them both." That is so perfect. When the tide finally pulled me completely out to sea, I thought that it would bring me back in one day, but it hasn't yet. Specifically for the reasons you stated.
We have a little friend whose birthday follows Christmas. He celebrates a half birthday during the summer to compensate for getting a raw deal in December.
I too feel very bad for Colleen and have her in my thoughts this week.
Posted by: Mayberry | December 02, 2005 at 11:59 PM
Your breaking up with Jesus post is wonderful, Terrilyn... and it took me back to quite a few Saturday nights and Sunday mornings with boys from my church. My relationship with Jesus sounds similar to yours, for similar reasons. However, I still admire the man and his teachings, and I love the music and pageantry surrounding his birth.
Posted by: Kimberly | December 06, 2005 at 02:02 AM