A couple random things you may not have known about Saint Nicholas:
1.) He was... real.
2.) He delivered a blow to the face of the heretic Arius during the First Council of Nicaea.
3.) He had barely grazed five feet in height.
4.) He was a Catholic bishop.
5.) His nose was broken.
6.) He is also known as Father Christmas.
Be honest.... that makes Santa Claus way cooler now, doesn't it?!! *Smirk*
There is a tradition that we celebrate, in which the dear wee Saint visits good children's homes and leaves surprises in their shoes. (I'm fairly sure this is where the whole presents-in-stockings thing came around during Christmas time.... *nods knowingly*)
I am now in possession of a mood ring.
And chocolates.
Father Christmas is lovely person. :)
Something about this picture is just so lovely, isn't it?
We decorated the Christmas tree today. It looks flipping fantastical, if I do say so myself. (We did have some epic problems with the lights. Grrrrr. They were blinking.... and we didn't want them to blink. And then half the lights we'd already strung on the tree went out. *facepalm*) But gaaaaaah! I so much love Christmas that it's worth having to fix bad lights!!! SO. MUCH. LOVE.
I reached the Eleventh Doctor.
I quite love him, he's brilliant. And, um, he's quickly rising to second favorite. =)
My sister Kat finally started watching Doctor Who as well.
She likes it.
I may have addicted her.
Unfortunately, we already gave the first four seasons back to the people who loaned them to us, so she jumped right in to Eleven. I sang the theme song for her and um... I may have ruined it for her. DoooooWEEEooooooooh! WEEEEoooooWAAAH!
She's making a clay TARDIS. It's so cool!
So, I know I have been absolutely awful when it comes to commenting on everyone's blogs. And I am so very, so very, very, so very, very, very, so very, very, very, very sorry. :) But we have company up visiting, and I always feel a little awkward saying, "Ciao, people! I'm off to spend an hour or so viewing the blogger world... Tralalalally! Fend for yourselves!" Therefore, until they go, my commenting will still be rare. I am reading all the posts though! :)
For your enjoyment........
My absolute favorite version of O Holy Night. None other can compare in my eyes. It's by Josh Groban.
And the cutest Little Drummer Boy by Tennessee Ernie Ford.... (that last part, 'then he smiled at me'... adorable.)
And now that I have rambled most distressingly I will bid you all a very fond goodnight. x