Well, I'm a little late this year, but it's still technically Canada Day for another hour and a half. I can hear the fireworks happening outside, but as I am profoundly uninterested in fireworks, I'm not even going to bother to look out the window. I remember being excited about fireworks displays the first 20 or 25 times I saw them, but now I'd rather watch them on TV. I think they can be romantic if one is on a date or something, but I've been married for a few years and my husband is at work right now anyway!
My husband went out to work earlier, leaving me to watch TV with his relatives. I was kind of into Sense and Sensibility, but when the in-laws opted to go to bed in the middle of the movie, I opted to turn off the TV and come to my beloved computer to work on my latest chapter. That's what I will be doing as soon as I finish this post.
Happy Canada Day to my Canadian readers! I hope you enjoyed the holiday.
And we'll have a happy fourth-of-July down here, as I learn to get sick of cookouts and spend my Monday hol' sleeping in and playing games.
After this hell week, I certainly need it. <3
Actually, I'd like to have a nice bit of boredom right now.
I think I'll make certain of it. *wanders off to be bored*
I hope you had at least a partial happy holiday!
It was a mostly happy day except for the fact that the in-laws woke us up a bit too early, and I ended not getting my coffee until much later than usual. Then, when my husband took them out to take in some of the festivities, I upset myself by reading about heavy issues such as honor killings and ritual female genital mutilation. Why do I do this to myself? Anyway, at least I got a really good night's sleep last night-- the first in several days. I hope I'll be able to pull off the same feat tonight.
St. Nick sure ain't part of the 'Christ' in Christmas, but there you go. We adopted him out of the Nickolaustag holiday (which is on the 6th of Dec) and made him fatter and lost his devilish companion Knecht Ruprecht (who'd come for the bad kids- certainly more ominous than coal in your stocking! Which is where stockings came from as well- this holiday is about shoes by the door, to be filled with treats!)
So.. yeah. Not all holidays have miserable additions! *wanders off for real this time*
That one I can't explain, but I like Robin William's explanation on it. (Don't want anyone biting the head off a chocolate Jesus! Don't want a little cream-filled cross going PPPBT! No you don't want that! Don't want to have to spread raspberry jam in the grass going 'We're looking for Jesus kids, come on!')
8D
In efforts to make the Saint-bringing-children-presents less Catholic and more Protestant, Martin Luther (the German religion-starter, not the black African-American freedom-rights fighter) introduced the idea of the Christ-child (as a cute angelic little baby) bringing the gifts instead. This apparently, only emphasized to connect and combine the holidays, rather than re-ordain them under the new religions.
Organized religion is rather silly all around, if you ask me.
Belief, faith, is all you need. (And being happy helps)
Solstice, wasn't it? Mid-winter? Something like that? Or am I fumbling blindly in my tired sleepiness?
Old Man Winter... something... Don't remember. Too tired. Don't mind me.
Had a great time though!
Wow Brit - We feel the same way about fireworks! I'd rather watch them on tv or from afar. And for all those other small explosives that are so noisy? I could go the rest of my life without hearing them.