Christmas was really a non-event this year. I am not any religion and we as a family do not put any religious significance on the holiday. For us it’s one of the few days where the whole family, all 8 to 10 of us, are in one room eating and laughing. Sometimes games, sometimes presents, sometimes not. Our family has not been together since last Christmas. That is a very long time.
Everyone stayed at their own homes on Christmas. I videoed with my daughter for what may be the first time ever. I got lucky because she wanted to test out a new microphone.
****While I was typing my back started spasming just as my husband walked into the room which led to a 30 second conversation during which out of some hidden part of my brain a light bulb went off and I said, I think it’s these chairs! He said, yes those chairs are uncomfortable on the back. They have an odd angle to the seat. I just went and grabbed a cushion off of a kitchen chair and am feeling stupid that I never bought cushions for these chairs! We spend a lot of time on these chairs. Eating, computering, tableting.
The other day I was thinking about Social Media and the strangeness of people. If I post on Facebook that I do not believe in God I will have people “unfriend ” me. I’ve done it, and I see the people who run away. What’s interesting to me is that it is always people who proclaim a strong religious lifestyle. Wouldn’t I be the person you want to be around to help me be saved? I have never said anything that would show any disdain for people with strong religious belief, I know I haven’t, because I don’t feel that way. Sometimes I am jealous of these people. How serene it must make you to know that you can expect life to go on after you die and that prayer may bring you results. My actual real belief is that you do you, I’ll do me. I won’t try to unconvert you.
I spent many many hours yesterday crocheting blocks together to form an afghan, about halfway done, realized that I may have made a very large mistake which will alter the shape. Too many octagons in one row. I will pull it out later and lay it out on the futon and see if I can reshape it into something nice or if I have to take a bunch apart. Why did I choose a pattern that wasn’t squares as my first one??