Christmas pageants exist and they're just the same as they ever were. Verbatim reading/reciting Bible verses interspersed with Christmas songs. The casting of three wise men wasn't as racist as I was concerned it might be with the exception that one of the wise men was, in irl, named Salome.
The woman running the show appeared stressed af about the whole experience and copped an attitude with L for following the directions her teacher gave her to go sit in the front row next to the piano. All of a sudden it became, "Where's the rest of your class? Why didn't you all come down together?" Chill, lady. The answers are, sequentially: I don't know, those bitches don't appear to know what a call time is. And: Were we supposed to? There appears to have been some intra-production team miscommunication.
I sat through the walk-through and the pageant itself, which took 2 hours, and then had to leave because that's the point at which the visceral discomfort I experience when in a church becomes unbearable.
Plus I'd already been to Costco, my own church, and visiting with my in-laws that day after which my parents got all pushy with me about things like having a program and a candle (As a keepsake! ...even though L's name is nowhere to be found in the program.) so I was kind of at-capacity when I walked in.
Anyway, today and this week has been all about: Stardew Valley mostly (I'm trying to cultivate relationships with all townies equally), dishes & laundry, actually cooking, figuring out infant items (there's a tedious list of Things and Stuff that accompany babies even if you [I] are [am] planning on a skeleton crew situation), going to Ace Hardware, the gym, reading, and having Home Alone 2 on in the background.
Oh, and for being -5 degrees outside. Still.
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