This weekend we'll be joining our Orthodox and Armenian brethren who celebrate the birth of Christ in January, starting about the time we Catholics take down the Christmas decorations. Why? Because of monetary reasons we skipped our usual northwest trip to visit my sister. Instead, we'll holiday in Sonoma County. North of San Francisco, this wine country locale is close to the sea and Indian gaming. As my sister's boyfriend has a time-share in said region, it will be a festive cheap event.
Eponymous. There. I've used the word. I feel soiled. George Orwell once said, in effect, that to maintain fresh writing you should use no word which has found currency with the press. I'm guessing he would've included the Web. He also said don't trust large pigs. I don't. So I'm okay there.
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Should it matter when we celebrate the birth of Christ? Shouldn't we celebrate that every day of the year? I sure am thankful he was born. I mean, people don't just get saved on Easter even though that is the day he rose. :)
Of course, there is a larger toy tie-in for Christmas. Spiritually, I'm unsure how that plays out.
Well, Christmas is, easily the most lucrative holiday to commercialize the heck out of. I kind of think the Christmas in December is related to the St.Nick legend. I think I'll research that though.
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