We enjoyed a Pioneer Christmas at the Washington Parish Fairgrounds this past weekend. All the cabins were open with roaring fires, brownie bites, sassafras tea and descendants from the cabins to share their stories of the occupants. There should have been a parade but it was cancelled due to rain.
I lost my eye glasses last night. It keeps me awake at night being that it is three o'clock in the morning. I have checked everywhere. They must be in the laundry, or the car. Probably the last time I saw them was when I cleaned my face last night. I had them on my feeble little head last night watching television after all. Surely they are not still in my wool jacket that I wore to the Pioneer Christmas festival yesterday. They are so big and green and plastic. How can I lose something so big?
And, then, I come to the realization that everything is going to be ok. I think back to the wonderful Celtic music the men played in the Mount Hermon schoolhouse yesterday.
Update at 8:30am. I found my glasses. They were on the bed last night and had fallen off the bed and slipped under the bed skirt. It all turned out!