Home for the Holidays

As everyone is evacuating like there's a Home Land Security High Alert in effect...um, well...nevermind. While people are all putting there "Out to Lunch" signs on their blogs and whatnot to head to their respective, symbolic grandma's house for the holidays, I thought I'd chime in for the Woo's up at Bashert.

Since HanahkahHaHa started this week, we pulled out the ol' Menorah and got it all fired up as usual. Being more Jewish by Injection than ever, I was allowed to say the blessing on Monday night and it went a little something like this:

"flibbidy flobbidy floo,
a mitzva on your poo,
Baruch Yeshem, Baruch Yeshem,
Flibbidy flobbidy floo."

It seemed to work out just fine, regardless of the translation though I think I'm probably done as the prayer guy at the house from now on. As for the birth of Christ, we put up a tree and now I'm reading a book that only confirms my growing suspicion in the validity of the Bible...and someone in Christ's employment actually gave it to me! God does work in mysterious ways. I think we're actually going to try to do a movie and chinese food on Thursday as cooking a Christmas goose for two just seems a bit over the top. Other than that, it's going to be knitting, playing UruLive, and soaking up the wet, balmy weather of a southern-feed low pressure system hanging over the Mid-Atlantic States.