But as many as received Him, to them He gave the right to bcome the children of God, even to those who believe in His name, who were born, not of blood nor of the will of the flesh nor of the will of man, but of God.
Merry Christmas Eve! In the last few days, I’ve walked all over Pike Place Market, bought and wrapped many nearly perfect last-minute gifts, baked two batches of cookies (gingerbread and chocolate peanut-butter balls that my family alleges are actually candy) and one cake, decorated gingerbread cookies, read at least two books, and eaten innumerable numbers of cookies and other equally unhealthy things. I also completed Dad’s big Christmas gift and executed a covert maneuver with Ian in which Ian distracted my mother by taking her to the Maltby Cafe and I stole all the knives in the house. Ian’s grandpa sharpened them, and I returned the knives as a gift to my parents for their 25th Anniversary. They’d never had the knives sharpened in all 25 years of owning them, and continue remarking on their new sharpness. A perfect gift, which just goes to show the best gifts don’t always break the bank.
I did find this interesting site, MyPyramid.gov, that claims to tell you what proportion of foods you ought to eat based on your age, activity level, and gender. Interesting stuff.
Tonight we go to Christmas Eve service at 5:00 with Ian’s family (no candlelight service, no Midnight Mass; it hardly feels like Christmas Eve!), then spend the evening at their Christmas party. We’re sleeping there afterwards to spend the first half of Christmas day with his family. The second half of the day goes to my family, and my favorite Christmas tradition: Happy Birthday, Jesus! Birthday Cake, the rich chocolate-cherry-raisin bundt cake we only make on Christmas day.
Not the most focused entry, but I refer you to last entry, which was totally focused…On humor.