Because you're in the public eye, and God knows you need to look good.
I attended a very elegant campus-oriented soiree last night given by a fellow blogger and reader of this blog, and I would just like to say that it was a true pleasure meeting some of you and finding out that you are, as I suspected, lovely beings.
I wish you all could have seen the wire-haired dachsund scooting around with his little Santa hat on. Extremely soigne little dewd.
So I’m standing in the office today at church and chatting with my very cute secretary about the ministry of PeaceBang and we’re talking about CUTE PURSES and how we can so easily get into fashion ruts, and the copier is merrily spewing out bajillions of Christmas Eve programs and our very cute office manager (who totally rocks heavy-framed black eyeglasses without even realizing how much like the quintessential Hot Librarian this makes her look, as she’s blonde and beautiful) is doing her thing at the next desk and after all this chit-chat about the importance of beauty and fashion and how I’m so INTO it and all, I get into my car and check my face in the rear view mirror and see that I have lipstick ALL OVER MY TEETH.
And I cackle madly because I am supremely busted.
Even the sight of her own bright red fingernails (manicured at a very short length, which yours should also be if you’re wearing a deep or very bright red hue) can’t lift PeaceBang out of the funk into which losing her entire hard drive has cast her.
She will try to lift her own spirits by waving a weak welcome to the new Episcopal clergy readers from the San Diego diocese, and to ask those girls and boys if they would be willing to say a little prayer for success with the Geek Squad data recovery team who are coming in the morning.
That goes for the rest of you, too. Would you say a little prayer? In addition to her final semester paper and exam, PeaceBang has lost many dozens of dearly beloved worship files that she cannot believe she failed to back up.
All of which is to say, “Jesus saves, and so should you. Frequently.”
PeaceBang is so blue today (and where is that sunshine they were promising us, HUH?) that she is actually wearing KNEE SOCKS WITH A LONG, FRUMPY FLOWING SKIRT.
It doesn’t matter that no one can see the socks under the skirt. My soul knows that they’re there, and my soul grieves.
PeaceBang’s computer died the death this morning.
Not only has she lost her paper and her take-home exam that are due tomorrow morning — not to mention her Christmas Eve liturgy — she is going to have to shell out close to $2000 for a new one.
It’s a very very bad day.
No, you don’t have to send flowers.
But if you feel so moved, you may contribute to the Computer Fund via PayPal. After all, the ministry of PeaceBang happens entirely and exclusively via the magic of computers, and this was most certainly not in PB’s 2006 budget!
The stuffing is cooking away and smelling amazing, the travelers are upstairs asleep, the turkey is all buttered up and almost ready to go in the oven (sorry, vegans!), the pies and trifle are made, the green bean casserole and other sides are assembled, the friends are arriving all day with dinner at 3pm and dessert in the evening…
I’m putting together a little morning prayer service from Oremus and the Universalist Prayerbook and thought I’d stop by to tell you all that you’re beautiful, you’re a whole lot of fun, and I’m grateful for you. Have a wonderful Thanksgiving Day.
Kiss, kiss!
Peace.
Bang.
