...what it is! Of course Christine, uses this idiom at least once a day. Right Chris?! I hear it more and more nowadays, but I'll always give you credit for putting it in my vocabulary.
To all my NorCal peeps, you're not the only ones to have snow on the ground! See?
I'm getting ready to leave the classroom for the dining hall. It's still snowing. There's about 4 inches sticking and more coming down. It's pretty dark, but me thinks it's going to be a snow day tomorrow. Great for the local school kids...sux for us, since we're already on campus.
So I'm getting a little of the Christmas bug and plan on hitting O'Leary's Pub here onsite for Christmas Karoke after dinner. We used to call it caroling, but hey it's the new millenium!
Oh yes, the chapel chimes are playing Auld Lang Syne right now...I feel nostalgic as if I'm in the middle of the movie...like it's a Wonderful Life or Scrooge...anyway...I'm smiling right now because it is like a postcard outside.
Oh my...now the chimes are playing " it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas". I better start drinking early to get tuned up for Caroling tonight. :)
2 comments:
What it is? Bing Crosby had the answer--I'm dreaming of a White Christmas! That is a majorly given song that you should have known, but the combination of the FEMA brain dump and the freezing cold may have impacted your synaptic pathways, resulting in your memory loss. Then again, with all the snow, Christmas decorations, and the incessant Christmas carols, this lethal combination may have also caused some Vietnam-styled flashbacks of you running around like George Bailey in the Star-Trekkie alternate universe! OR, maybe you just have that BAH HUMBUG feeling of sending all that FEMA disaster money into your secret, Swiss bank account, only to have all that money go "poof," right after the Federal Reserve dropped the interest rate to zero, gave a trillion dollar bailout to Wall Street, and has now realized that the greenback has dropped to the same value as toilet paper. Either way, the only cure to these serious holiday ailments is to drink capricious amounts of spiked eggnog!
Have a very Merry Christmas! We'll have to get together to swap FEMA and Hickory Farms stories over some spiked eggnog! ;)
You're on!
I'm coming home for Christmas and kvetch and kibbitz over *spiked eggnog*...bring it, my friend...I'm yours!
Back in the Bay area by Sunday.
Woooohoooo, -V
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