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Dec. 8th, 2007 11:57 pmSo. Some thoughts on Christmas.
I was raised Catholic, as you probably know, and I still go to church with my parents even though I'm more agnostic than anything because it's their "family thing". Though I resent the intrusion into my life more often than not, during the Christmas season, with the trees and the lights and the advent wreath and the singing of the carols instead of the traditional hymms? Catholic mass gets really beautiful around Christmas. I think, even though I wouldn't call myself Catholic in any sense of the word (save that I've been baptized and confirmed and such), I'm going to have to bring my children to Christmas season masses (you know, when/if I have them) just for the whole ambiance.
Though Christmas-Catholics tick me off. Just because we never get out of the house on time on Christmas for church, so we're always squished in the back until midway through the first reading when they finally manage to seat us all, etc. Here's what I say. I'm a bloody agnostic, and still I've been to church the other 51 weeks of the year, so you better damn well let me have the seat and you stand in the back, Mr. and Mrs. "Oh we're such great Catholics because we bring our kids to church (on Christmas and Easter)".
Oh yeah, and last week I signed up to play the viola with the choir for the Christmas mass, which should be cool. I did it before, maybe 5 years ago, so it'll be nice to do it again. If the lead guy would email me the music like he said he would last Sunday. I really wanted it earlier, seeing as how it's all vocal, maybe a piano part that I've got to transpose and work out what I actually should play, which--considering it's been two years or so since I've really had to sight-read another clef and 3 months or so since I've seriously played--could take more than a minute or two.
I've got lots of homework to do tomorrow, which will not be fun. I spent today at mock trial, then helping a friend pick out a dress (we finally just got the final two choices so she could decide later and return one, as I needed to get out of there to get to church) for a dance--btw, I had no idea malls were so packed around Christmas. It took us literally more than 25 minutes just to get out of the parking lot--then church, then dinner, then trying to go to the gym, then not finding the keys with the passes to the gym, then finally finding the keys but realizing that by now the gym closes in 30 minutes and it's not worth the drive, then watching the Christmas Psych special (no Chief Vick? What kind of special is this?), now in bed with the nicked laptop used to watch Psych. How's that for a recap?
Oh, and update on the illness saga. Better, but not well. Curse you, bugs who infest iceberg lettuce.
I really wish to write fic now (oddly enough, though Karen/Jules was my first idea, the vague twitchings of a plot bunny popped in for Kirsten Nelson/Maggie Lawson, their RPF counterparts), but I can't because if I'm actually writing something, that's time that could be spent writing these papers, while just surfing the interwebz/reading doesn't have as much direct similarity to what I should be doing and thus isn't plagued with quite as much guilt.
Final random question. Anybody know what's up with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
femslash_today? It hasn't been updated in a while now.
I was raised Catholic, as you probably know, and I still go to church with my parents even though I'm more agnostic than anything because it's their "family thing". Though I resent the intrusion into my life more often than not, during the Christmas season, with the trees and the lights and the advent wreath and the singing of the carols instead of the traditional hymms? Catholic mass gets really beautiful around Christmas. I think, even though I wouldn't call myself Catholic in any sense of the word (save that I've been baptized and confirmed and such), I'm going to have to bring my children to Christmas season masses (you know, when/if I have them) just for the whole ambiance.
Though Christmas-Catholics tick me off. Just because we never get out of the house on time on Christmas for church, so we're always squished in the back until midway through the first reading when they finally manage to seat us all, etc. Here's what I say. I'm a bloody agnostic, and still I've been to church the other 51 weeks of the year, so you better damn well let me have the seat and you stand in the back, Mr. and Mrs. "Oh we're such great Catholics because we bring our kids to church (on Christmas and Easter)".
Oh yeah, and last week I signed up to play the viola with the choir for the Christmas mass, which should be cool. I did it before, maybe 5 years ago, so it'll be nice to do it again. If the lead guy would email me the music like he said he would last Sunday. I really wanted it earlier, seeing as how it's all vocal, maybe a piano part that I've got to transpose and work out what I actually should play, which--considering it's been two years or so since I've really had to sight-read another clef and 3 months or so since I've seriously played--could take more than a minute or two.
I've got lots of homework to do tomorrow, which will not be fun. I spent today at mock trial, then helping a friend pick out a dress (we finally just got the final two choices so she could decide later and return one, as I needed to get out of there to get to church) for a dance--btw, I had no idea malls were so packed around Christmas. It took us literally more than 25 minutes just to get out of the parking lot--then church, then dinner, then trying to go to the gym, then not finding the keys with the passes to the gym, then finally finding the keys but realizing that by now the gym closes in 30 minutes and it's not worth the drive, then watching the Christmas Psych special (no Chief Vick? What kind of special is this?), now in bed with the nicked laptop used to watch Psych. How's that for a recap?
Oh, and update on the illness saga. Better, but not well. Curse you, bugs who infest iceberg lettuce.
I really wish to write fic now (oddly enough, though Karen/Jules was my first idea, the vague twitchings of a plot bunny popped in for Kirsten Nelson/Maggie Lawson, their RPF counterparts), but I can't because if I'm actually writing something, that's time that could be spent writing these papers, while just surfing the interwebz/reading doesn't have as much direct similarity to what I should be doing and thus isn't plagued with quite as much guilt.
Final random question. Anybody know what's up with
femslash_today? It hasn't been updated in a while now.
