tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29193185.post4925410245920028693..comments2023-10-12T04:44:16.132-04:00Comments on Nostomania: Why I'm Going to Hellfibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14694698745661277859noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29193185.post-50715447742417575052008-01-08T19:42:00.000-05:002008-01-08T19:42:00.000-05:00See you there, at least we will be good company!See you there, at least we will be good company!smukaihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08504415513577320119noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29193185.post-21333436296820972252007-12-30T22:06:00.000-05:002007-12-30T22:06:00.000-05:00Oh my! The same thing happens to my sister and me ...Oh my! The same thing happens to my sister and me when we make our annual trek to church on Christmas Eve! My parents' church still does the traditional carols, which I'm grateful for. Both of us have fairly low voices, so we always sing an octave down. We do fine unless we look at each other during the hymn, at which point we begin cracking each other up. My poor mother, who happens to be a deacon in the church, pretends she doesn't know us. So if you're going to hell, you'll have some company!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13974527301364571238noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29193185.post-322675191136012702007-12-29T21:51:00.000-05:002007-12-29T21:51:00.000-05:00Oh, i love it, Phoebes. We're still at the same U...Oh, i love it, Phoebes. We're still at the same Unitarian Church but they've recently added an addendum to the hymnal which includes a number of multicultural hymns -- kinda like your translated carol. <BR/>They DO have "How could anyone ever tell you..." in it, which made me proud to be a Unitarian (and an Alford Laker). I love that song.<BR/>love,<BR/>AbbieAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29193185.post-8123330814000839782007-12-29T11:05:00.000-05:002007-12-29T11:05:00.000-05:00Ooh. Great post, Phoebe. It makes me feel a little...Ooh. Great post, Phoebe. It makes me feel a little bit better about my breakdown in Christmas Eve Mass at the Parish that used to be called Notre Dame and is now called something like Holy Agglomeration of all the Catholic Parishes in Central Maine.<BR/><BR/>Anyway, when the priest (who has expanded in size massively since last Christmas Eve) started out his Christmas Eve sermon by comparing God to a pet owner and us to the pets "who just can't understand the ways of the pet owner," I kind of lost it. Actually i really lost it when I turned to my sister and meowed and she insisted on calling herself God's Kitty for the rest of the evening. <BR/><BR/>And there weren't even as many old acquaintances to stare at as in the past. So mass was really a disappointment this year.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for the story, I feel so much better.<BR/>KevinKevinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13331502135171452445noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29193185.post-89880952105150879582007-12-27T11:26:00.000-05:002007-12-27T11:26:00.000-05:00*That* was a Christmas present all wrapped up in a...*That* was a Christmas present all wrapped up in a blog post! Next year, just go caroling. What gets you closer to the divine than sharing song with your neighbors under the stars?Cameronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05407917830307384493noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29193185.post-51569701411833245982007-12-27T10:10:00.000-05:002007-12-27T10:10:00.000-05:00oooh, excellent story!ps. i TOTALLY relate. i'm ...oooh, excellent story!<BR/><BR/>ps. i TOTALLY relate. i'm not allowed back to Christmas Mass either. except in my case, my sister & i were doing the singing--a duet on the alter, facing the congregation. she started singing, i started laughing. never recovered. tried the whole coughing fit and everything. <BR/><BR/>i'm like the youngest person ever excommunicated from the church.GirlTuesdayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03776192560948252103noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29193185.post-67344249428191429862007-12-25T20:20:00.000-05:002007-12-25T20:20:00.000-05:00God loves laughter, so worry not.And if he doesn't...God loves laughter, so worry not.<BR/><BR/>And if he doesn't, then I say: "To hell with him!"<BR/><BR/>I think we're all safe on that score though.<BR/><BR/>That post really made my day!brushfiremediahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02521586028349176566noreply@blogger.com