December 20th, 2004

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I received my first books of the holiday season this weekend! I love getting books as gifts. I have added The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time by Mark Haddon and Christina, Queen of Sweden : The Restless Life of a European Eccentric by Veronica Buckley to the stack of books to be read by my 40th birthday.

A brief description of Christina, Queen of Sweden... Collapse ) Sounds intriguing.

Juannie and I also received a beautiful blown glass piece some dear friends brought back for us when they went to Prague. The glass is clear with deep green and blue swirls showing from the interior. Quite lovely!

Last night, I watched an entertaining and sappy movie, tailor-made for the holiday season: Love Actually. I didn't even know it was a Christmas movie but it was perfect viewing for an evening spent at home with the tree lit, some eggnog and the pups warming my feet.

Priest Calendar Expose'

I recently posted about the Vatican selling a calendar featuring very handsome priests.

I should have known it was too good to be true! In a shocking turn of events, the "priests" have been defrocked and are actually models. Father January, an actor, exposed the truth about the men in the calendar.

Who would have ever thought that the Catholic Church would do anything deceitful?
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Literary Scrooge or a Tiny Tim?

A literary Christmas quiz from The Guardian UK.

Sample question:

High noon behind the tamarisks - the sun is hot above us -
As at Home the Christmas Day is breaking wan.
They will drink our healths at dinner - those who tell us how they love us,
And forget us till another year be gone!

Rudyard Kipling
Walt Whitman
EM Forster
Jim Corbett

My score was 10 out of 15.
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Scared of Santa


This picture from Scared of Santa reminds me of a classic family moment.

I have three younger brothers. The first year we all went to see Santa together, I was four and they were two years, one year and four months. My brave mom took all four of us to Sears to get our picture taken while my father was at work. The four-month old was still too small to run but if he had been able to make a getaway, he probably would have joined the other two. One look at Santa and they ran off crying. The picture from that year is of cute me and my baby brother all by ourselves. The other two hid under a clothing rack until the threat was over. We laugh and laugh every Christmas when we look at our photos with Santa. (I'll have to get the picture from my mom and post it.)