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I like football more than most women do. I have my favorite team and know alittle about the players on it. Enough that I can hold a conversation about Coach Cower...will he stay or won't he?' I know about Ben R., and how he should not have been playing the first three or four games because of his accident and the coach was wrong to do it. I know a little about each player.

But it seems to me that there is a football game on every day now and I wonder when they are going to start feeling as though our lives are saturated by a game where men chase each other around a field and get paid millions to knock someone with a ball down while we barely make ends meet at times.

All I can say is thank god for our second t.v. so I don';t have to watch it with my super duper hubby every night. *s*

Winter blahs

I may be wrong but I think I have the winter blues. I did not know what to do really about it as I often do not even feel like getting out of bed on such days.

My daughter got me a prayer journal this christmas. I have always kept some form of journals and often find myself trying to remember when something happened life so I pick up a journal to see if the answer is there. I was able to ascertain that one of our cats is ten years old the other day when I was paging thru one. This morning I decided to look at the new one she got me and it is the type that has meditations in it or short stories that inspire one to do things. The story I read was about a man who felt as I do on some days and he decided to try walking. Someone suggested it. Well, he could not walk far but he decided to keep track of the steps he took and make a goal to add twenty steps each day. In order to do this he had to have a pedometer but since I do not have one at this time, I am measuring it in distances until amazon sends me mine.

After reading it I forced myself to get out where the sun is shining some today and walk. Guess what? I do feel better and I feel that things will work out, no matter what. I hope to keep this up all year. I wanted to share this though with all you others out there who may be having the winter blahs.

Boxing Day

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Today is Boxing day. I first heard of this when I was a child. I do not recall who told me about it then butI somehow had visions of men in various areas boxing in a ring and people celebrated it. They did nto take the time to explain it to me so I continued to think that way til my friend in australia talked of it. She tried to explain it but it still was not clear to me until I visited AC's blog. His blog is always very infromative.

We still have no snow but it looks like some will come soon. Just when I do not want it.

Daughter called. She is finally, officially engaged. His parents do not know yet. They may not be happy as they wanted the couple to live together for five years before thinking of marriage or children. My daughter said no to that and the wedding will be on Aug. 18 in New York if the approve and if not, it will be in our backyard as both of them want an outside wedding.

My eldest moved out. I hope she is happy where she is living. I am not sure how that will work out. She seems happy and I am glad for her.

The day started out wrong. First off, there is no snow and will be no snow for christmas this year. That saddens me. Not that I love snow but all my memories of the best Christmases are those that have snow. In our little town there was a man who owned some horses and a sleigh. We would bundle up on christmas eve and go caroling (yes this is really did happen). It was like being part of one of those christmas scenes on a card. Then we would all go home and our parents would have hot chocolate and cookies waiting on us.

But we are having a green one this year.

Then I went to get the mail and found my very chatty daughter left us with a 300 dollar phone bill. Fa la la la....Yah. That made me happy....Not. I cannot pull that money out of my butt that is for sure.

We went to this lovely shop where they make blown glass figures. I really wanted to buy a figure for my friend but there was that three hundred dollars looming over my head. I did not get her anything and when I got home hubby told me he got Cindys hubby a gift and I should have gotten Cindy a gift. So we had more shopping to do.

Before leaving I had to go to the bathroom. I flushed the commode and it would not work. We went down to the basement to see what could be wrong. My basement was flooded with....yes, you know what was floating around in my basement. It was gross. I can still smell it and it has been over six hours since we aired out the basement.

Then my daughter informed me she was moving again. She moves alot. I just shrugged and wished her well in her ventures. Wish I could move sometimes......

Not to long ago there was a big bru-ha-ha over the people in walmart not saying merry christmas to people then this year wal mart told them to say merry christmas if they wanted to. I don't know about the rest of you but I don't care if they say merry christmas or not as long as I get good and friendly service there.

I have been a christian for a good many years and believe that my saviour was born over 2000 years ago in bethleham. But he was not born in December so we are not really celebrating his birthday as so many believe. Everything I have read indicates he was born in the spring. The shepherds slept out with their sheep during lambing season – spring and fall, not winter.
He may have been born in early Sept or late Aug., also but he surely was not born in the winter.

I think Christmas is a retailers dream and every year it gets worse. We have forgotten what it really means. Most of think it is Santa Clause and his eight raindeer that are the important ones. Not Christ. I really think jesus would be saddened over the way we have commericialize his birthday. Or, the day we celebrate his day anyway.

Pictures to share....

Some time ago I told you I was doing a quilt for my mil's birthday. We celebrated her 79th in November and these are some photoes I took. There is one of her and I under the quilt and the rest are of her looking at it and my neice and her husband holding