The true meaning of Christmas is right under your nose

"It isn't one of your holiday games" wrote T.S. Eliot regarding "The Naming of Cats." The little cat that came to dinner (above occupying a box Tuck had brought up from the basement for stowing moveable feast foodstuffs for stocking our Finnish Christmas Eve Supper Down East this evening) showed up on our doorstep a few weeks back. We still don't know her name. Tiny was not amused, but the two of them have managed to achieve an entente cordiale that puts some of the nation's diplomatic peacocks to shame.

By Sissy Willis of sisu

"Go around the Xmas dinner table and tell something you're grateful for," Fox News cutie-pie-priest-in-residence Father Jonathan advised viewers this morning in a segment on how do we find our way back to the "true meaning of Christmas" in the shopping/cooking/making-everybody-happy hysteria of the countdown to "The tidings that dare not speak their name." Our precious Anchoress had spoken of the very thing a coupla days back in "The Christmas Light in the Shopping Madness." It reminded us of the poignant tale of "Why the chimes rang" …

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