While one of you is reading this today, we’ll be at Target buying NYE clothes to wear to church with my mom so we don’t embarrass her with our hobo un-chic.
While the other one of you is reading this a few hours later, we’ll be at noon service with my mom so she can do that proud look, my grandchildren love me thing that grandmas love to do on special occasions in church pew #5. If my mom were my grandmother, she’d notice the newness of our church garb and write me a $200 check on the spot and, anticipating this, I’d be also wearing a new pair of shoes. But, alas.
I never do anything special for new year’s. My first ever NYE date was with Q the year before we got married. The next NYE, we were living apart and not exactly popping corks from champagne, so that was a wash. I’ve been working all this week on writing Web content for a referred client and I’ve got the kids and the puppy and wasn’t Christmas just last week so this new year’s thing kinda snuck up on me. As is my tradition, I will be asleep by 10 pm. If the world is gonna end by nuclear Holocaust, I don’t feel I need to be awake to witness it. Same goes for watching Ryan Seacrest.
To numb the disintellectual pain of hearing the same g-d new year’s sermon I’ve heard since my ears began to sprout, I think I’ll live-tweet it. Let me guess: Lazarus, from the dead, rescued by Christ (although the urban Baptists prefer the more familiar “Big J”), woke up in your right mind, be thankful you can walk, Big J will pay your bills if you are faithful, even if you are chronically unemployed and a little dumb. I’ll take the over on the chance of a reading from Ecclesiastes.
Enjoy your brief respite from the Interwebs. I’ll be here when you get back.
I love Target. Yours must open early! I think Live Tweeting of the sermon would be fantastic – esp. if you can fit in the snarky comments.
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It opens at 8 am! Proof enough God exists to make me happy.
Fringes, EVERYTHING exists to make you happy.
xo and joyous New Year to you and yours.
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Happy new year! Made even happier when I found pants that fit.
The whole “don’t worry. No need to do anything because Jesus will pay your bills” seems a standard at Baptist Sermons. Always makes me giggle and snort.
I got my denominations mixed up in my prediction. The Methodists would have gone straight for Lazarus and Big J. The Baptist preacher reached for Isaiah. However, I nailed it on Ecclesiastes! It was the opening reading.