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feeling: blech
listening to: Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer stuck in my head
Yeah, my parents' favorite station is already playing nonstop Christmas music. Even I think it's too early for that, and I have a long-standing fondness for the stuff. >> Well, the ones that skip on the annoying commercial themes anyway. But dude, they could at least wait until Thanksgiving...
Ah, Thanksgiving is coming. Which means it's almost that magical time of the year where my father spends the greater part of three full days cooking enough food and desserts to feed an army, leaving our fridge and countertops full of leftovers for no less than a month. Food is lovely. *heart*
But speaking of Christmas stuff starting early, our new pastor has been all excited about resurrecting and joining the church brass ensemble ever since he got here, so whereas in previous years we would only meet a couple times before the program, this year we're starting practice early. Namely, tonight. And every Sunday evening at 5:30 for the next month or so. And since there are only about 6 people in it and I'm the first chair trumpet, it's gonna be really hard to play hookey on practices like I've been doing with choir all season so far. -_- Not that I mind being part of this stuff... I just don't like doing anything on Sundays other than napping. >> Even worse, it's gonna make it even harder for me to see my kitty this month. *whine*
On the plus side, they had a ton of homemade ice cream at church leftover from Tuesday's election luncheon, so now I have 2 quarts. It ain't Ben & Jerry's, but it's better than nothing, and it was free. And on the most amusing note of the day... one little boy who came to church with the pastor's family this morning TOTALLY looked like a six year old version of Andres. :P Dark complexion, shoulder length black hair, even the same style of clothes. And he was carrying around a Care Bear with sunglasses. *giggles* I've never found it so difficult to resist the urge to randomly glomp a child.
On non-church related notes... hmm... our mama deer with the triplet fawns has returned to our front yard once or twice. I've never seen deer as fearless as this doe and the baby trio she brings here every year or two. Pretty cool. And if they keep coming back maybe I can actually get pictures of them after all. *pets brand new camera batteries*
Anyway... I feel blech. Slept for 2 or 3 of the 5 hours I spent in bed, woke up with a headache, and now my stomach is being all weird. And I have to be ready to leave at 5... so I suppose I should go try to get my nap in before then.
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 11/13/2005 01:01:00 PM
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