I invited Zela to church with me this week as part of my church's Bring a Friend thing, and she's coming. We're doing lunchies afterwards. I kind of got an inkling that it was meant to be when I ran into her the other day walking down the street. I had started off on my side of the street, and crossed over to the other, which I don't normally do. ( Read more... )

The wreath is still up on my door, the stockings still hung with care (when Shazaam doesn't swat them down), and the last vestiges of the Poinsettia in the kitchen still hold on strong, but this week's return to work remarked the definitive end of my winter break. I hate to admit it, but it felt good to get back into my routine, though certainly ( Read more... )