Ready or not, here comes Christms

Christmas is upon us, just a few more days.  Oh my how the time flies.  Let’s see, how many of my goals have been met for the Christmas break.  Okay, it’s better than I thought.  I’ve started more than I had realized and I hadn’t looked at my list until just now.  What a great list that is.  Seriously, if you are like me, when you make a list, most of the stuff is unattainable pipe dream type of stuff.  I have a pretty good list this break.  I even completed one of my items on the list although I now hate George R.R. Martin.

OK, maybe I don’t hate the guy, which just isn’t in my nature, but if any of you are reading his Fire and Ice series, be prepared to stop at A Dance With Dragons.  Not only is the next book not yet released, he refuses to give a release date.  Had I known, I’d have never started the series, not yet anyway.  I don’t like to start reading an incomplete series.  I am not patient enough to wait for the next book.  I also hate having to think back to whom everybody is and what their roles are.   Ugh!  Note to self, try not to do that if I ever become a rich and famous author.  Note I said “try”, I know I’d much rather wait a bit for the book and know that it is what the author wanted me to read, it’s just frustrating. 

A house just down the street was destroyed by fire the other night.  We heard the fire engines, and then a police cruiser was blocking the road in front of our house.  It was around 9:30 pm when I heard the first fire truck go by, I finally fell asleep as I heard the trucks leaving around 1:30 am.  It didn’t click that it would really be on our street.  I was driving back from Wal-Mart when I first saw it.  I thought it was Georgia’s friend’s house.  The house next to the gutted house had people sitting outside in lawn chairs.  It turned out they were waiting for the fire and water damage people.  Everyone, pets included got out of both houses safely.  Apparently the fire started in a dryer.  Georgia now understands why I’m a bit obsessive about the lint trap and such.

I was so glad when I found out I had gotten houses mixed up.  Georgia’s friend is the oldest of about five kids, and his Mom hasn’t been mentally stable since their Dad left.  A fire is bad enough for anybody.  A week before Christmas is worse.  I couldn’t image how that particular family could have survived it.  They may have a great support system, I don’t know, but they’d need a fantastic one.

Things to be thankful for?  Our health, a home, cloths, food, each other, God has provided well for us and for that I am ever so Grateful.  Our God is an Awesome God!