
Winter at the little red house
Well, winter has really arrived here. To welcome in the season I started weather-stripping (really, a good idea when the weather is nice, but a dumb one when you probably waste all the energy you may have saved by having the door open for gobs of time). Not as cozy as KT's cookie baking, but it felt good to get that done. I won't deign to belabor how many attempts I made at putting it up properly before finally (after lots of tacks and angst-y mumbles) doing so. I try to be handy.
And, Ken put up the Christmas lights yesterday! How festive!
Today was St. Mark's 50th anniversary mass. The bishop (one of the controversial ones--oooooo!) presided. It's so funny to see all the pomp associated with the guest. Some of it (like the brass quintet) I loved. Some of it is just FUNNY--like the pointy hat and the staff and the elaborate robes. Very THEATRE. It's like you expect a goblin to be a part of it. Or at least a wizard or something. Very interesting. Worth driving a little bit in the snow.
I'm going to watch the 1949 version of the film "Little Women" now.