I scheduled a curbside grocery pickup for first thing in the morning, assuming from the weather forecast that I’d beat the snow.
Never assume.
Although my car and I survived unscathed and only spent a few extra minutes on the road, it was a bit sketchy yesterday.
I was catching up on podcasts while driving but thought it might be wise to tune in some traffic reports. Nothing affecting my route on the AM talk radio station, so I switched to one of the FM stations playing mostly Christmas music. I survived about thirty seconds. No, I didn’t hear the shoes. Not even Faith Hill’s Where Are You Christmas, which has been added to our group count.
Seriously, you can’t find Christmas? It’s right there on the calendar, December 25. Also, just look around you.
I was reminded last weekend of the Latin quote (and once upon a time Ohio JCL convention theme) …
Si monumentum requiris, circumspice.
Which translates, “If you seek (his) monument, look around you.” The phrase originated (I think) as the epitaph of Sir Christopher Wren at St. Paul’s Cathedral in London, of which he was architect.
Why are so many Christmas songs intolerable? Sometimes the song itself is just not good, sometimes it’s the particular recording. I’ll let you decide if this rendition of Silent Night gets a thumbs up or down.
These couple of songs were a refreshing throwback the other day.
Mitch McVicker did a Christmas themed livestream concert last night. Due to technical difficulties on my end, I need to catch it on the replay. I’m fairly certain it’ll be good.
Anyway.
What inspired the quoting of Latin epitaphs was an obnoxious commercial message on the television.
“Constipation happens. You just need to look for it.”
Ew. I don’t want to look for it.
I don’t dispute that constipation occurs in the world, but who on earth is looking for it?!?
Faith Hill can’t find Christmas, but apparently constipation is really easy to find.
Speaking of looking up, perhaps you’ve seen that the planets will be aligning to form the “Star of Bethlehem” on December 21. I don’t recall exact times (I think it’s not long after sunset) and which direction to gaze, but we should all google that on the interwebs.
Of all the things and monuments we actually ought to be looking for, the Star of Bethlehem seems a worthy candidate.
(There, Faith, it’s in the sky December 21.)
Don’t you mean a Christ-moose? Get it? Christmoose? I slay me.
Lol!