Now I'm ready.

No, I haven't finished my Christmas to-do list that I outlined yesterday but I am ready to tackle it.  This evening I attend the annual Candlelight / St. Lucie service at Trinity English Lutheran Church.  This is an amazing program that I have seen three times now and it absolutely fills me with the Christmas spirit.  According to their printed information, this is the 76th Candlelight Service and the 38th anniversary of the Santa Lucia (or St. Lucie) observance.  I've been intrigued by the legend of St. Lucie, since discovering, when required to write a report on a Christmas related person in highschool, that her saint's day (also her birthday) is my birthday, December 13.  Since my first name is Luci I think my interest is understandable.  I don't know what life was like in the third century AD (or CE if you prefer) but I can't imagine being driven to the extreme of gouging my own eyes out to avoid marriage.  While my first name is Luci, my middle name is not Grace, and I proved once again this evening why I should NEVER be the one to wear that crown of candles.  As I was leaving the balcony after this beautiful service, somewhat blinded by the light of my candle (consider the irony) I missed a step and excuted a magnificent fall.  Only one step down, thank goodness, on to a landing, but there I was flat on my back, and slightly stunned because the back of my head was the first part to hit the floor.  Everyone was very solitious.  Nothing broken.  I was OK within a few minutes, just shaken.  It will be interesting to see where I have bruises tomorrow.