When I turned on the car radio this afternoon, some country singer was in the middle of "Hark, the Herald Angels Sing." I came in just in time for "veiled in flesh, the Godhead see." I am pretty sure we did not sing that part when I was still going to church. Mentions of flesh in the middle of winter do not lead the congregation to holy thoughts.
I also discovered, in Target, the repository of all things Hello Kitty. They have the Hello Kitty toaster (burns Hello Kitty into your toast!), the Hello Kitty waffle iron (four different Hello Kitty shapes for your waffles!), the Hello Kitty room humidifier (no Hello Kitty shaped steam) and the Hello Kitty clock radio and iPod dock. I am sure there are people who could resist that last item, but I am not one of them.
I also discovered, in Target, the repository of all things Hello Kitty. They have the Hello Kitty toaster (burns Hello Kitty into your toast!), the Hello Kitty waffle iron (four different Hello Kitty shapes for your waffles!), the Hello Kitty room humidifier (no Hello Kitty shaped steam) and the Hello Kitty clock radio and iPod dock. I am sure there are people who could resist that last item, but I am not one of them.