Here is the “green” tree with its “green” lights, which are also “blue” since we didn’t drive to Target to buy them.
This afternoon, The Princess and I are tucked up on the couch watching George Bailey torment himself.
She came home from school early after a somewhat scary incident in which she slumped to the floor in the coat room outside her class. The school nurse called me, saying her blood pressure and temperature were normal, but she was dizzy for a second time. As The Princess put it, “Mr. (Teacher) got all blurry.” Now that she is home she seems fine, of course. I’m supposed to be working on bulletins for the next couple of weeks, but I seem to be watching James Stewart get his act together by going slightly crazy instead. (He just kissed the knob from the banister.)
Today I played “Silent Night” on the little pipe organ in our Sanctuary. I was demonstrating for Rev Fun how relatively easy it is to play. I sounded about as good as the Bailey child who was practicing “Hark! the Herald Angels Sing.” Rev Fun helped by pressing the wrong foot pedal in an effort to make it all sound more magnificent (E flat instead of B flat). It was jolly. We are planning our joint Christmas Eve service, and I am really looking forward to it.
You may wish to note that I have now contracted the Christmas Spirit.