Note: Alternative titles suggested include “Towel the ancient Yuletide carol” and “Heavenly hosts sing towelelujah.”
We’re having a rather laidback holiday, as you can see. Getting a tree seemed like a lot of work, especially since yesterday after church and a grocery run Mark, Mary, and I melted into puddles of do-nothingness. So here we are on Christmas Eve, with brunch at 11:30 and an agenda that consists of a grocery run and church. Where have I heard that before?