Braindead Saturday

As we got the car back yesterday (complete with a nice new fuel pump), I was able to go to choir practice today.Â? It went well — apparently I have a couple of the pieces memorized.

Afterwards, I hit up Subway for lunch, Pamida for some Christmas stuff, Town Pump for gas, Albertson’s for fruit and some Irish Coffee Pie ingredients, the local quilt shop for fleece, the local coffeeshop for a gift certificate, a parishioner’s house for something Victorian looking for tomorrow night, Pamida AGAIN for barrettes (my bangs aren’t long enough to stay pulled back), and Albertsons AGAIN for spray gel.

Herbal Essences is evil.Â? They took away their normal spray gel and replaced it with regular stuff.Â? Their spray gel was the best thing on the planet!!!Â? Evil company!!!!

Tomorrow is the Christmas program at church and then Carols Round the Table in town.Â? It should be crazy busy but that’s the nature of this time of year.

Quite Irritated

I found out that the engine I ordered for the Volvo is the wrong one. Craaaaaap!

Oh, did I mention that the fuel pump on the Pontiac is also out and it happened on I-15 outside of Conrad? In other words, both of our two cars are non-functional?

If it wasn’t for the tow truck guy getting us home (25 miles into the country), I think I’d be ripping my hair out right now.

Oh yeah… AAA rocks.

The Supposed “War on Christmas”

OK… let’s get a couple things straight here.

[-] There is not a vast left-wing conspiracy to secularize Christmas.Â? At least, there isn’t a conspiracy to secularize it any more than it already is.
[-] Not every person on this planet celebrates Christmas.Â? Thus, “Happy Holidays” is sometimes the better choice, especially since you normally can’t tell who is Jewish or Wiccan at this time of year.
[-] There is no religious significance to a Christmas tree.Â? There is nothing Scriptural about it.Â? It’s a pagan custom that was integrated into Christianity and is now a secular part of the holidays.Â? Ditto with the yule log, miseltoe, and holly.

Having said that, I’d like to tell my fundie Christian and Orthodox Jewish blogging friends who are up in arms over the holiday trees being taken down at Sea-Tac to CALM DOWN.Â? Sea-Tac was *not* trying to discriminate against the Chabad rabbi who requested permission to put up an electric menorah.Â? Likewise, taking the trees down was not an assault on Christmas — rather, it was trying to neutralize the situation because there was a lawsuit being threatened.

To the rabbi who started this mess: your timing was not good.Â? With the increased holiday traffic going through Sea-Tac, getting the menorah up would have been a logistical nightmare.Â? If you had gone to them in October and asked, I think the board of directors would have been more than happy to accomodate you.

Sea-Tac has actually said that they will start figuring out a way to exhibit holiday symbols for all religions celebrating December holidays next year.Â? Maybe the rabbi could work with the board on that, maybe donate a small menorah so that there could be a display that includes a creche, an Advent wreath, a menorah, some kinte cloth, and a yule log or something?

Or… perhaps we could find some neutral decorations like a wreath in a peace sign with candles since this is a season where we’re all praying for peace.

Let’s just please not make this a season of lawsuits and backbiting over whether it’s more appropriate to say “Happy Holidays” or “Merry Christmas”.

Just Call Me The Human Pretzel

OK… so the CT scan was this morning and they did 4 series of pictures of my ankle and foot, bending me in ways that no 26 year old woman should be able to bend for long periods of time to get the right angle and keep my left foot out of the picture.? It wasn’t so much pain from my injured ankle/foot as much as it was having to lie on my side with my leg out straight flexing my foot, lying with my left leg tucked under my right knee which had to be bent upward,…? At least they gave me a couple interesting issues of National Geographic to read whilst they worked and then had to wait for the tubes to cool down.
The whole thing took almost two hours which meant that I got to the WELCA Christmas party an hour and a half late.? Thankfully, they still had food so I got a lovely lunch of chicken hotdish, cranberry jello, and some kind of Schwan’s ice cream for dessert.? (It was pink spumoni — I think they called it “Pink Divinity”.)? Oh yes… the red punch too.? Let’s just say I was jonesing for a ginger altoid fix when I got home — you’d think I would have learned that I can’t eat big meals anymore.? Thank goodness for the ginger creations!
I’m probably not going to know what’s up with the CT scan for a couple days.? The radiologist is in Kalispell and he has to read the CT scan and send the report to my lovely Italian doctor.? (For those who don’t know, I live in the middle of nowhere and because of this, there isn’t a radiologist nearby, so they send the images to Kalispell where there’s a radiologist.? You’d think they’d send it to Great Falls which is closer but I guess all the radiologists in Great Falls are too swamped with the stuff from the megalithic hospital.)? I’m hoping we know what’s up by… Wednesday?

Today

Up:Â? Slept through 3 services this morning and didn’t feel guilty.
Down:Â? Horrendous migraine-ish headache that made me sleep that long.
Up: The youth being so cool at helping with nursing home worship today as well as shopping for the Head Start families.
Down: Being on my possibly stress-fractured right foot for awhile.
Up: 2 hours of choir!!!Â? *squees*
Up:Â? Apple pie made from REAL apples and ice cream after choir practice.
Down: The hours of kickboxing (or suitable alternative) to work off the pie, the ice cream, and the pizza from youth group.
Down: The dead mouse I found in the middle of the kitchen floor.
Up: My furballs killing it instead of me!
Up: Purry black cats after getting home from being gone for 8 hours.

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My lovely Italian doctor gave me a script for Ambien CR yesterday so that maybe I could sleep and be less snarky.Â? Well… after getting it filled (and finding out that the idiots at Express Scripts don’t cover it so I had to pay TWICE my co-pay for it), I saw on the bottle that there was a label reading:

WARNING: May cause drowsiness.

My reaction: “Ya think?????”

Dude… it’s a freaking sleeping pill.Â? If it keeps me awake, there’s going to be serious gnashing of teeth on the part of its makers because I will send Freya to beat them up!

(The pill worked beautifully.Â? I only woke up once last night and that was due to the 14 lbs of orange purring tabby sitting on my bladder.Â? I woke up at 7:30 am feeling refreshed and rested… before going back to sleep until my alarm went off at 8:30 am.)