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Christmas Memory #7

Posted on December 7, 2008 by auburnchick

This morning, our church service was geared toward children.  The children led our worship songs.  Most of them were dressed in their Christmas finery…all except for one little girl, who was wearing a Florida Gators football jersey (Florida beat Alabama in the SEC Championship yesterday).  Priorities, people, priorities.

As I listened and watched, I was taken back to the time when my own children were toddlers.  Sitting through those Christmas programs was a little different.  Those were my babies singing.

I remember when Soccer Chick was three years old.  We had recently moved to Miami, and she had been attending a new preschool.  She wore a cute little red dress that I had adorned with iron-on transfers edged with fabric paint.  It was some of my finest work.

I went back to her room to check on her before the program began, and I couldn’t find her.  Her teacher came up to me and explained that Soccer Chick was in the bathroom.  Apparently she had performance anxiety.  This is still something she suffers from…before many soccer games (only I don’t go and check on her now…she doesn’t wear tights and need help pulling them up anymore).

After taking care of business, she was ready.

How cute she was…pig tails swinging as she sang her little heart out, beside the little boy who picked his nose through the entire program.

It’s hard to think of Christmas without children.  I mean, that’s what Christmas is all about.  The birth of the most important Baby ever to grace this earth.

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A Touching Moment on Survivor

Posted on December 7, 2008 by auburnchick

I think I’ve told you before that I love “reality” shows such as Survivor, The Amazing Race, and Big Brother.  I enjoy watching people.

No, I’m not a voyeur.  And no, I’m not nosy.  I find it interesting to watch how people react in various situations.  It’s also interesting to see what people will do for money.  Watching these shows allows my brain to rest.  It’s a time out from my crazy life.

A few months ago, I got rid of my DVR to lower my cable bill.  Thank goodness for the internet!  I can watch most of my favorite shows on the computer!  Boy am I glad I purchased the 17″ MacBook Pro!  The screen is the perfect size for watching videos.
The major networks house their own shows.  To watch Survivor, go to this site.

Sometimes other sites offer different viewing options, such as fewer commercials or automatic restart of shows after the commercials.  Granted, the commercials take up much less time than traditional television viewing, but it’s annoying to have to click the play button on the computer.  Hulu.com is one of my favorite sites to watch shows from.  It’s where I watch Prison Break.

Ultimately, what I do is simply google something like “Watch Heroes online,” and off I go.

Ok…so back to the point of this post.

This evening, I decided to catch up on Survivor since I had missed last week’s episode because of my children’s soccer games.  This was a particularly touching show…the “loved ones” hour that is done each season.

Sugar, one of the few contestants left, got to see her sister.  Sugar’s purpose for being on the show, other than winning the money, is to try to get some closure over the death of her father.  Her sister had brought some of his ashes, and they spread them over Africa’s landscape together.

My eyes filled with tears because I could totally relate.  I know my dad has been gone for several years now, but he was also cremated, and I could see myself doing something like that for him.  He loved to travel and would have been thrilled to experience such an adventure.

My heart hurt for Sugar.  I remember trying to recover from the initial shock of my dad’s passing.  I understand what she’s going through, and I appreciated the brief glimpse into her heart, despite it being broadcast over national television.  When it comes down to it, TV or no TV, people are people.  We all share common hurts, joys, and worries.

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