So, here's part three in the trilogy... though as I write this I think it might be an ongoing saga so who knows... maybe an epic or something.
So far no good on the house, not too many people are interested in moving during thanksgiving... they're too busy being thankful for what they got I guess.
This weekend I pretty much just raked and did some work around the house. Its amazing to see my yard, both front and back, leafless this time of year. Last year as I recall I said I'd never rake the backyard and the leaves could just stay back there for all I cared. Amazing what the desire for curb appeal does to you.
I think we've narrowed our housing search down to a few subdivisions around the Crabbs. With my traveling so much for this job living close to good friends and in a safe community was a key point for us. There's two subdivisions that we like and we're going to research them some more in person.
It was weird not having to go to work today... I'm done with that place... hard to imagine.
Today we went to JC Penny and got our AK with santa pics. Sad that some people won't let their kids have the joy of Santa in their lives... sad that they won't ever get to see their kids face of wonder and surprise when Santa drops off gifts under their trees... but I guess there's always a scrooge. Frankly I find it Fantastically Dull not to instill the belief in Santa and have that bit of holiday fun with the kids. I mean think of how many movies won't be fun for your kids to watch... Miracle on 34st Street has no meaning, Ernest can't Save Christmas, the Nightmare before Christmas will be nothing more than a happy dream, the Polar Express will be just a train to nowhere, and what... oh what, will the Grinch steal?
I realize Christ is the reason for the season, that is something that no Christian family should forget... even though historically speaking we have no verifiable proof Christ was born on or around December 25th. Its a day that we celebrate Christ's birth, a birth that allows us to rejoice and praise God... and its also a day that we can tell our kids that fat bearded guy came down our chimney and left some presents under a tree becuase you were a good kid this year. And in so many ways Santa is part of that amazing childhood wonder and awe. Its also a part of who we are as americans in a lot of ways. Growin up in America is believing in Santa as a kid... and when that false reality is dashed a child goes through a right of passage. (I had two older brothers who gladly killed off the dream of Santa for me).
So that's my diatribe about Santa... mostly squarely aimed at Crabb.
Anyway, the pictures were pretty funny though she wasn't that great of a sport. She was not a fan of old st. Nick but we got a few pics in before the bottom dropped out. She missed her morning nap so she was a bit out of sorts today.
Thanksgiving's coming up... I'm getting the sweat pants ready and leaving the belt on the shelf. I better run tomorrow in preparation. Ran Sunday and it was really good, though stinkin cold. ANyway, I got so much to be thankful for, Santa, new job, loving wife, amazing little child.... but most importantly God's providence and grace which sort of allows and blesses me with all the former...
Posted by holtonian at November 20, 2006 10:44 PM | TrackBack