Christmas Eve

Such an original title, but it serves the purpose.

Caught myself dancing in church today. Nothing unusual except that my parents were there. I couldn't help myself. When we sing the "Hail, hail to the newborn King..." song, I have to move. Then, to boot, we lit candles as we sang. My very FAVORITE thing.

Went back tonight for an under-40 minute service, complete with carols, communion thoughts and communion. Bob did an outstanding job, as usual.

Don't mean to be short, but I'm whipped. Santa just left. The whole family is home (a la Schoonovers and I didn't even ask) and Christmas has thrown up everywhere. I think I'll head to bed now and see what transpires...

Merry Christmas, everyone! Let's show 'em that we DO know what Christmas is all about and that it IS significant!

More on that later, if I should remember to share...