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December 10, 2001
This weekend was pretty preductive
This weekend was pretty preductive after an awful Friday. On Thursday I went in for a coupla hours to my bookkeeping job. That turned into five hours, squeezed in between trips to the aformentioned Sprint store. Consequently, I was eating lunch I had bought from the food bar at a deli at 4:40pm while walking down Times Square to pick up my phone. Dinner was an ill-thought-out package of knock-off Ritz Crackers. Consequently I felt awful on Friday. My body was definitely revolting against my shoddy treatment. I had also been stressing a little about getting all the Christmas things done before I leave...and maybe I am just a little stressed about Christmas itself...and getting on a plane. I remember so distinctly feeling like I was risking my life just getting on a bus or the subway the few days after Sept 11. Our idiot President and his staff don't make things any easier by periodically prophecying gloom and doom without producing hard evidence and then telling us to live our lives and Shop, Shop, Shop! Spoken like a man who has never had to earn his money and doesn't give one whip about resources or responsibility. The last thing our country needs is food for the thought that buying something makes it all better. I think we over-medicate our guilt with that particular pill already.
I saw a coupla Christmas shows while I was doing stuff this weekend. "The Santa Clause" with Tim Allen (a movie I actually enjoy despite the critique)and another one on local TV starring Leslie Nielson. Both of these movies focused on the premise that if there is no Santa Claus there would be no Christmas. This idea is so prevalent in our society and it is so depressing. Say what you will about Jesus Christ being the Son of God. Be you Jewish, Moslem, Hindu, Bhuddist or whatever, we started this whole Christmas thing because of Christ (and corresponding Pagan Feasts if you want to get technical) whether you believe he was a beautiful prophet or the Lamb of God or not. Peace on Earth, Goodwill toward People. These are the lasting ideas of Christ. We should have more of this at Christmas and less "buy your boyfriend a jaguar" despite what our President says.
So when I got home Friday I went straight to bed. I have taken naps on both Saturday and Sunday too. It's been lovely. I have also been productive! I cleaned out the stuff on the craft table in my home office and have started making the gifts I want to make. I am trying to do coasters for some people and it isn't working out well. I think I do better with images in mosaic rather than geographic patterns. Ah well. I have finished a beading gift I plan to give--except for one piece. I am missing one bead so I will have to find it. I love having the craft table available for crafts and having my papers put in their proper place. I have even started a wedding notebook for Jen and Stepan's wedding...just in case I need one for my Maid of Honor duties. I also made a kick ass Chili with vegetables and turkey. I am sure I will be sick of it by the time it's gone but for now, it is really yummy.
This week I have three Christmas parties. Yeehaw! I hope I have a gift or two ready for them...I think I will be giving some of my NY gifts after Christmas. Its the Christmas season, it's finally cold here in NYC and I am ready to enjoy it.
Posted by mermu at December 10, 2001 12:34 AM
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You might try WWW.smartpages.com; I think that Marsha and Vince moved to SC or NC. With a last name like Redder, he should be easy to find.
I was watching Ally McBeal tonight and a teaser came on for the Fox4 news. It was Geraldo Revira. He reminded me so much of David Brock. What do you think?
Posted by: rita (aka mom) at December 10, 2001 10:20 PM
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