Okay, snow, you can go away

Remember the picture of my car I posted a couple days ago? This morning it looked like that again when I went out to go to church. I spent 20 minutes scraping my windows with a credit card (with no gloves on) and the windshield still wasn't clear enough to see out of, so I missed church completely. An hour later I looked outside and the sun was shining, and not only did I not have ice on my car anymore, but the windows were dry. So I just went to Galatians class. I'm scheduled for jury duty tomorrow (8:00 a.m.), but my husband told me he'd scrape my windows for me if my number gets picked.

I got invited to someone's birthday party today and I can't remember if they said the 15th of December or the 15th of January. If it's the 15th of January, that's Claudia's day so I won't go. If it's December, I could probably go. This woman is going to be 25. I'm not sure what to get her.

In case you're wondering about Steve's 25 Days of Christmas Music ... the selection for yesterday ended up being "Brazillian Sleigh Bells" by Ferrante and Teicher and today's is "Tennessee Christmas" by Lee Greenwood. I didn't like Steve's comment about Lee Greenwood's song "God Bless the U.S.A." prompting fake patriotism, but his Macarena comment the other day was pretty funny, so I guess you win some and you lose some.

The kids got their picture taken with Santa at the mall. My sister made fun of me on Facebook and asked if my oldest was going too, and I said no, but then they just got home and he's in the picture. I feel embarrassed for him. I know my husband put him up to it. He plays it up like it's for their grandparents. My parents never let us get pics taken with Santa (or even let us believe in him). So my son's 18 and surely could have said he didn't want to do it this year, so maybe he did go willingly. It's not like he's sitting on Santa's lap. I don't think I can post it on Facebook because my sister will make fun of me. All I know is, if my husband doesn't "make" the younger two take Santa pictures every year till they're 18, I'm going to be furious.

I sent that picture of my son and his girlfriend from the newspaper to a bunch of people on email and only a few responded. But I really noticed my parents didn't. They're prudes, yes, they're old, yes, but it kind of hurts that they couldn't of at least said good luck or something. Or maybe they don't want to "condone" PDA or something. But my sunday school teacher also slightly criticized me about "quite a liplock" and how I should keep an eye out. You know what, if his girlfriend ever happened to end up having a baby or whatever, I would hopefully handle it with GRACE and FORGIVENESS unlike what I got 25 freaking years ago!!!!! Same thing with my teacher, just because his children all got married before they had kids doesn't mean he has to look down his nose at everyone else.