Alliteration always accentuates any accumulation of adjectives and adverbs; am I accurate?
Because there'd been a blizzard of big bumps in my biography last year, I balked at burdening you with my baggage by bringing into being the usual blow-by-blow Christmas briefing. Bygones.
Collecting compensation from Current (yes, of the catalog) was what I did from August '98 to February '99, and, preceding that, from captivating and constantly changing (i.e. temporary) positions between May and July 1998.
Fourth month of '98 I finished at Focus on the Family after 540 weeks. Oh fudge, oh phooey; some felt it was foolish of me. BUT, along with fleeing came a fabulous feeling of freedom, fer shurr! A few folks I found at FOF are still fair and faithful friends.
Joy to the World!
Keen I am to continue to keep in touch with the Kern kin (and non-Kern close-knit kindred!).
Mission of Mercy (near Monument) (another ministry) is my present employer, since March. I help manage and sometimes mend the material making its way from sponsor to child, (no metal or magnets!), make a modest amount, mix and mesh mainly well with my (work) mates, and feel like I matter--maximizing my morale. I don't go to many movies much anymore--I miss 'em!
O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree...
Recently, in October, I was rear-ended on the road (really rude!), the first wreck ever for me. I wasn't harmed, but was rattled; the car wasn't remotely ruined, but the rear bumper must be replaced. The other driver, who was responsible, must render the revenue.
Travel to turf with different topographical terrain than mine to take time together with the tribe is a time-honored tradition to me. I tarry with the teacher (Mom) and the other two of the trio (now expanded)--my brother, Bob, and his girlfriend; and my sister, Tina, and her husband and toddler and tiny tot in the third trimester. I am thankful for the telephone 'twixt travels.
Vastly valuable and vital vacation where I'll venture northeast of Virginia and visit and vegetate is in view for me in very few days. "Void where prohibited" (she vocalized vaguely).
Walkin' in a Winter Wonderland...
X-pect to hear from some of you, and soon...
You and you and you and you, yonder: enjoy your Yuletide and year 2000. Yesterday's gone.
Zany, zealous, and zesty be as you zip around your zone in year two zero zero zero, not like a zonked zombie.