CatGirl playing “Good King Wenceslas” on her flute. Also, GameBoy playing “Let It Snow.” π
PS: Thanks for your patience with all this holiday cheer coming your way. We’ll be back to the regularly scheduled pilgrimgirl programming soon. π
CatGirl playing “Good King Wenceslas” on her flute. Also, GameBoy playing “Let It Snow.” π
PS: Thanks for your patience with all this holiday cheer coming your way. We’ll be back to the regularly scheduled pilgrimgirl programming soon. π
Made another version of the Astro Veggie Christmas Tree for the Friends’ Christmas Party today. Added pineapple and maraschino cherries (thanks to JohnW) and cheese (thanks to John). It was, as before, the glory of the buffet line. Thanks also go to DavidK who definitely has the astro-veggie creativi-tree skillz.
For those of you (like RyanH) who missed out on the construction of AVCT 2.0, a picture is worth a thousand words. π
Watch this short vid of GameBoy and his cello teacher playing “the Hannukah Song.” Note the magical ending where the song continues on after they’ve stopped playing π
I’m now officially a member of the Astro-Weenie DIY club. π
This was the beautiful appetizer assembled by our family for our Institute potluck dinner. It was quite a hit!
Thanks to Charles Phoenix for the inspiration for our holiday-themed creativi-tree.
[Ingredients (added 12/7): green olives w/pimento, broccoli, small sunburst squash, 3 types of cherry tomatoes, cornichon pickles, baby carrots, edamame pods. Quite an improvement over Charles’ weenie tree, IMO.]
Here’s one more thing that brought a smile to my face this morning.
[Note: Pete belongs to Suz & Chris]

Hot off the press: the latest issue of Sunstone magazine with John‘s prize-winning winning essay, “Saving the Dead: A Comparative Study of Post-Funerary Rites in Japanese and Mormon Culture.”
A few quotations to whet your appetite:
“The simple ritual act of stepping through the veil profoundly influences the way [Latter-Day] Saints view death. Mormons who receive their endowment in the temple have already experienced death symbolically. They realize that their essence does not change when they have pass through the veil. Death is merely a flimsy barrier to be pushed aside as one enters into a brilliant reunion with loved ones.”

“Through a series of [Japanese] rites, the spirit moves from impure association with death to ultimate assimilation into the pure and godlike ancestral spirit… Following key ceremonies, a wooden ancestral tablet representing the spirit is sometimes moved to higher platforms, a symbolic gesture that recognizes the ancestorβs increasing status and refinement in the afterlife. The final state of the spirit represents an anonymous amalgamation of all of the spirits of family ancestors, whose purpose is to ensure the prosperity of their line. By taking care of their dead, the living Japanese are entitled, in return, to the protection and helpful intervention of their empowered predecessors.”

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Doesn’t tobyjoy look mean and vicious in the picture? Can you believe that she weighs less than 5 lbs and can curl up into a small ball on my hip as I type at my computer? And that she is all softness, a little girl who is hungry for the love of a mother. π
[Note: See her tag, hanging down there? For a sense of scale, it is about the size of a nickel. Photo by CatGirl]
Another item in the list of things that the Remys don’t have in their house: a bathroom scale. A few months ago (maybe even a year ago?), John tossed out our scale. It gave completely unpredictable readings. Like how could you really have gained 10 lbs as you brushed your teeth?
It’s weird not to have a scale. I really don’t know how I’m doing weight-wise except by how my clothes fit. I can’t tell if my more regular workout schedule is impacting my weight. It’s all a mystery.
But there’s something quite liberating about not having a scale. I can eat 5 cookies and realize that I won’t be weighing myself later to see if and how they’ve added to my hips. Hmmmm…this brings an added sense of freedom but also an added weight of accountability.
What about you? Can you imagine life without a scale?