For this year’s Christmas wishes, I will start with a lovely rendition of one of my favorite carols, Carol of the Bells, sung here by Voices of Lee:
The carol itself piqued my curiosity when I read a two-line description of its origins. According to this, it was composed in 1904 by a Ukranian composer called Mykola Leontovich, who based it on a traditional Ukranian folk song. Leontovich raised awareness of the Ukranian struggle for independence from Soviet Russia by touring the West, playing (among other songs) Carol of the Bells. As a result, he was murdered in 1921 by a Soviet agent.
At a time when Ukraine is once again in the news for its struggle for independence from Russia, this moved me enough to research some more. I am sharing here this haunting son’s amazing history based on information I found on Rice University and Wikipedia.
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Because Santa brought us a stomach virus as an early Christmas present, and because I had been sleeping days as well as nights to catch up from being up at night, I awoke early Christmas Eve-Day and decided it was the perfect time to rip into a box of donations for my Little Free Library, and dig in. As I went through the books, I wanted to add many to my TBR shelves, but there simply was not room. Discovering that several of the donated books were already on my TBR list, some from years ago (It had been a long time since I had cleaned out my TBR manilla folder full of scraps of paper and newspaper reviews.) I decided to hold my own Christmas Eve-Day marathon.
I spent from 5:30 a.m. CST until 10:45 p.m. CST alternating between reading books, reading blogs I was so far behind on…
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Debby Gies has been out and about on the Internet for some funnies to share with you as my guest… D.G. Kaye Writer Blog and I have been delving into my archives for a festive joke or two…..
Thanks again Debby you are booked for the pantomime too…
Now for those jokes from the archives…..
Choosing the perfect gift…..
After being away on business for a week before Christmas, Tom thought it would be nice to bring his wife a little gift.
“How about some perfume?” he asked the cosmetics clerk.
She showed him a bottle costing $50.
“That’s a bit much,” said Tom, so she returned with a smaller bottle for $30.
“That’s still quite a bit,” Tom groused.
Growing disgusted, the clerk brought out a tiny $15 bottle.
Tom grew agitated, “What I…
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