A Christmas Story.

I should probably start off with Christmas Eve. First, we watched a couple of lovely movies. First, Dusk to Dawn. Umm...yeah, my family has an odd version of "holiday" spirt. Although, the movie has various layers of Christian overtures to it. After that we watched a Christmas Carol. We figured, keeping on the theme that we should watch Harry Potter next (Vampires, Ghosts, then Witches) but it was time for church.

I went with my family to "midnight mass" which starts at 9:30 and went to 11. They kept moving midnight mass up because of all the old people at my parent's parish. I won't be the slightest bit surprised if midnight mass suddenly starts at 9 next year...

Amazingly, Lee (my brother) and I didn't almost die this year. The church was full but not stuff to capacity (aka, I had elbow room...well, enough to elbow my brothers). The archbishop that gave mass was really very funny (he told a bunch of jokes) and our old neighbors were behind us so, all and all, this was a pretty good Christmas eve mass.

( Christmas! )

Does this mean the British will invade again?

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