December 26, 2012

Shadows is here!

Merry/Happy Christmas

 

MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS  MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS

 

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MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS OH DUCK AND CHAMPAGNE AND BRUSSELS SPROUTS AND CHESTNUTS AND CHAMPAGNE AND CHRISTMAS PUDDING AND BRANDY BUTTER AND CHAMPAGNE OH

I asked for this, and Peter consulted Oisin about which one to get, and now Oisin is going to go through it and pick out the 50 or 100 most often sung and I’m going to LEARN THEM. (Tunes are mostly easy. Not as appalling as it sounds.) If I’m going to make a noise in church I want to make the RIGHT noise. I’ll recognise a few right noises as herein described . . . but not very many.

Although I did lie on the sofa covered with hellhounds (hellterror grumbling in her crate:  she’s still not too up on the concept of lying quietly in heaps) and sang carols out of my new hymnal while Peter took a break from present-tearing-into to attend to the DUCK.

MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY CHRISTMAS

::falls down laughing::

Someone sent me this with a note saying, I saw this and I had to* . . . Eat your hearts out, Southdowner and Olivia!!!!!**

MERRY CHRISTMAS! HAPPY CHRISTMAS!

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* I thought it was going to be roses.

** Now I really am going to have to learn to knit socks.  On circulars or DPNs.  Because clearly that’s what will fit.  And it’s much too cute not to be a knitting bag, right?

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