This May Come Up Again, During Festivus

"Eddie Murphy shaved his head to go on Oprah"

"Eh...He's probably just going bald"

"Maybe. He sure has come a long way."

"What do you mean?"

"Well he's come a long way for someone who, as a kid got sent to their aunt's house for always getting into trouble."

"Um....Mom? Are you getting Eddie Murphy confused with Will Smith's character on 'Fresh Prince of Bel Air?"

" (*after a pause) Yes...but you will tell no one."

"I will tell EVERYone"

My whole heart was in the dark

"Wearing a mask of false bravado" has to be the best line from any song from the 70s/80s, bar none.

This has to be the weirdest month of the whole year. Quite possibly the worst and a close second of the best, all at the same time. Definitely the hardest. I'm trying to be a better me, one person/thing at a time.

My mom has a diabetic degenerative disease called Sharcot (shark-o), that effects the flow of blood to her feet. Current she has it only in one foot, but she has to wear a cast, and be on the closest thing to bed rest that she can be, which is just minor activity and no leaving the house. She'll be in the cast for a minimum of 3 months,up to six. It's been nearly two weeks, and not a fun two weeks at that. We may be spending Christmas alone again this year...hopefully not though. It sucks.

In addition to that, the day it happened in fact, I got the promotion I was waiting on. I'm not doing a lot more than I was before, but it's more complex, so more time at work,when I really need to be spending less. I wasn't aware that was possible.

In addtion to that, I've been doing all the Christmas shopping,making 6 presents, and attending 4 birthday parties, one school recital, throwing a Christmas party, then planning one for work, which hasn't left much time for little things like blogging, and sleeping. I've been reading blogs, but not responding, and every time I tried to post something it sounded way more depressing than it should. I'm just stressed, not depressed. I must admit though, HB has kept me sane.

I've also had bloggers block lately....so I purchased the highly reviewed Maggie Mason's book "No One Cares What You Had for Lunch"
so maybe things will liven up soon.

I've got a long-awaited trip planned down south in a couple months, set in flint, in case anything may happen. Vacation here I come.

Oh, and my cousin had the twins. : )

Ahhh...Christmas

One guest cancelled at the last minute because their dog is sick.
One guest called for directions at 2pm and I'm still waiting on them to show up. I'm not holding my breath...
One guest walked into my 'suspicious' acting neighbor's house by mistake and yelled "Is this where the party's at!??"
One guest regaled the others with a tale of old women giving birth to stone babys.
One guest let it slip to another what I had laying there for her under my tree.

I...
-Only spent half the morning baking
-Only threw/cursed at 1 thing in frustration
-Only SET MYSELF ON FIRE once.
-Got so many compliments on everything...stuff, awesome-fantastico tree, cooking, even my skirt that my head barely made it through the door of my bedroom.

I was so mad last year, I forgot how much I love Christmas. Sometimes I can be kinda...dumb.