Playing Sardines with the Mother of God

Playing Sardines with the Mother of God

I’ll admit something to you that makes me sound kind of like a female American Scrooge. As I left the house last night to go to Todd’s Christmas party at work, the 24-year-old man who lives in my basement shouted out, “Bye, Mom! Have fun at Introvert...
Can’t Christmas Wait Until My House Is Clean?

Can’t Christmas Wait Until My House Is Clean?

Welcome to my home! Pull up a chair and let’s all admire my stunning Christmas décor- the fireplace I have adorned so artfully with an cracked Rubbermaid container labelled CHRISTMAS BOOKS AND BAGS, not to mention a wad of bubble-wrap with tape stuck to...
The Christmas Invasion and What to Do About It

The Christmas Invasion and What to Do About It

© 2008 Jazz Guy, Flickr | CC-BY | via Wylio Have you been to the mall yet? I try my best to avoid it. When I find myself herded with strangers between purse displays under signs that say Believe, I have the urge to make mooing noises and say NO I DON’T BELIEVE IN...
Christmas By Candlelight. And My Pagan Baptist Husband.

Christmas By Candlelight. And My Pagan Baptist Husband.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/theoquinnfamily/ / CC BY-NC-SA 2.0 (Great job, KevinOQ. What a terrific photo!) Last night was the Lessons and Carols service at our church, and I must confess, I didn’t really feel like going. No, I hadn’t turned into Mrs. Grinch, with...