one week til christmas
so christmas is one week from today.....and i cant wait to go home. im leaving on a red-eye on thursday night, so i will be back in j-town on friday morning. and honestly, it cant come soon enough. i cant wait to be home with my christmas tree and my family and my bed and my moms cooking...mmm frosting cookies...christmas eve....wrapping gifts. i love everything about it. home :) just thinking about it makes me smile. i love our christmas, and the things that make it special, which to anyone else, mean nothing, but to me, they mean the world. and i like remembering them, so im going to...and the fact that theres prolly no one reading this....so, for my own entertainment....
kims favorite christmas memories:
* the trips my dad and i used to take on christmas eve day. hed tell me it was to go get my moms christmas present....and hed take me to the dollar store and d&k and every other gross store he could find...now that im older, i know he was really just getting me out of the house and out of my moms hair. one year we went to this store by lakewood park. i dont even remember what its called, but they had lots of expensive stuff....and stainned glass and whatnot. and another year, when we went to one of his friends houses and there was a football game on tv....and his wife was making soup....and i was excited that it was warm, like almost 50.....and was telling everyone how i didnt need a coat...oh the looks i received. and yet another year when we went to the jewlers to pick up a necklace we got for mom...eric the jewler maybe....i dont know..but i know we went twice. once to get the necklace the first time ( the one with a little girl and my birthstone inset..it was really pretty) i remember that year, we put it on the tree in a christmas bulb and made her find it. the second time, thats when we made fun of eric the jewler for the rest of the day...my dad had taken the necklace back to the jewler to have a boy charm added to it...and when we went back our dear friend eric couldnt find the necklace...he did finally..under his tool bench....or inside it or something....and had to rush to get it done in time. i think back fondly on these times and try to remember when it was that we stopped taking them...sometime around when my brother was born...or when i started to work....or some time in between...
* moms christmas eve dinner and christmas morning breakfast....growing up, my mom was always crazy busy with work and rarely cooked anything fancy...not that i minded, she still found time to make my favorite dinners...but thats why christmas was always so special...she always made a fabulous dinner for christmas eve...and a wonderful breakfast...cinnamon rolls......that morning. many things have changed over the years, but dinner and breakfast, theyve been my constant....
* shopping trips with mom....we dont always go at the same time....or even to the same places...but we do manage to holiday shop together multiple times and its almost like how we bond...we get closer bonding on trips to buffalo...trips to the scary jtown walmart...and then taking everything home and wrapping it.
* christmas morning trip to buffalo....weve done it for as long as i can remember...prolly longer cause i know my parents went before i was born...and have taken us every year since then. theres always a different array of people, but its always family and theres always games...poker....cards...uno one year...fast scrabble, invented by my aunt....its funny...how there used to be so many of us there...and now its dwindled as weve scattered to all ends of the earth. when my grandparents used to live on grand island and we somehow had silly string....and sprayed it every where....EVERYWHERE....it stained the sidewalk....they were not too pleased...at all. i remember we sprayed it at my brother and he cried...and i laughed. im such a nice sister...
* the last memory i have for right now is of gap...ever since junior year of highschool, christmas has meant gap....lack of hours...too many hours..crazy customers....visits.....long hours...christmas music..all the freaking time....not that i miss it...not that i want to go back..but its weird, this being the first year in 6 that i havent been in a crazy store situation for the holidays..not that i wanted to spend the holidays at old navy, but whatever..
* ok, so i lied...one more...this is for melissa....gift wrap...how could i ever forget....all gift wrap...all the time. and mariah careys all i want for christmas is you...and the boys we used to chase. ahh band....ahh high school...how i will always look back on you fondly...
wow..this has gotten really long...and i havent updated in a while, so i guess im allowed...and if anyone is still reading this, i love you that much more...this week has been crazy....off the wall crazy...made me thankful for what i have in life....love...my family.....a job i dont mind going to....even down to food on the table....health...friends that have come back into my life that i thought i lost a long time ago. and at the same time....i keep coming back to the fact that i dont know where i came from...i dont know what my birth parents look like...or which one of them i look most like...and while that doesnt matter, like at all.....some of it does....like my family history....i dont know what could eventually be wrong with me....so many things are genetic....and i know absolutely nothing...my mom hopes that they would have told them something...and im like told you what? stuff like that was hardly manditory in the 80s...and shes like yeah..i guess youre right...its almost better that way...and im like how?! wouldnt it be better for them to know, so i could take precautions? i feel kind of like a walking time bomb....and its scary...so i try not to think about it...cause honestly, i dont think theres anything i can do about it, and stressing isnt going to help......
ok...buzz kill anyone? i didnt really start out to do this..but i guess...this is all about whats on my mind. and i can agonize and i can think all i want, and its not going to change anything, or i can move ahead with life...recall my happy memories and make new ones
wow...law and order marathon...woohoo...so addicted to law and order...thanks andy....however, i am pretty sure ive seen all of these....yep, this is one of the more recent ones...child of lesbian parents stabs classmate that makes fun of her...why am i not tired? why am i not hungry? i have to get up early...and its like 11 and im not tired....i need to sleep....and im wide a freaking wake.....just my luck....at least there will be caffine tomorrow..i came up with another story idea....now if i could just sit down and write one til its done....i guess its ok to have like 3 going at once...well, really two cause i havent started this one yet and god knows when i actually will....a psycho stalker tale of sorts.....maybe on the plane or something...ill actually take my computer this time....ok..im really leaving now....if youve made it this far.....i love you....and if you leave me a message...ill love you that much more ;)
kims favorite christmas memories:
* the trips my dad and i used to take on christmas eve day. hed tell me it was to go get my moms christmas present....and hed take me to the dollar store and d&k and every other gross store he could find...now that im older, i know he was really just getting me out of the house and out of my moms hair. one year we went to this store by lakewood park. i dont even remember what its called, but they had lots of expensive stuff....and stainned glass and whatnot. and another year, when we went to one of his friends houses and there was a football game on tv....and his wife was making soup....and i was excited that it was warm, like almost 50.....and was telling everyone how i didnt need a coat...oh the looks i received. and yet another year when we went to the jewlers to pick up a necklace we got for mom...eric the jewler maybe....i dont know..but i know we went twice. once to get the necklace the first time ( the one with a little girl and my birthstone inset..it was really pretty) i remember that year, we put it on the tree in a christmas bulb and made her find it. the second time, thats when we made fun of eric the jewler for the rest of the day...my dad had taken the necklace back to the jewler to have a boy charm added to it...and when we went back our dear friend eric couldnt find the necklace...he did finally..under his tool bench....or inside it or something....and had to rush to get it done in time. i think back fondly on these times and try to remember when it was that we stopped taking them...sometime around when my brother was born...or when i started to work....or some time in between...
* moms christmas eve dinner and christmas morning breakfast....growing up, my mom was always crazy busy with work and rarely cooked anything fancy...not that i minded, she still found time to make my favorite dinners...but thats why christmas was always so special...she always made a fabulous dinner for christmas eve...and a wonderful breakfast...cinnamon rolls......that morning. many things have changed over the years, but dinner and breakfast, theyve been my constant....
* shopping trips with mom....we dont always go at the same time....or even to the same places...but we do manage to holiday shop together multiple times and its almost like how we bond...we get closer bonding on trips to buffalo...trips to the scary jtown walmart...and then taking everything home and wrapping it.
* christmas morning trip to buffalo....weve done it for as long as i can remember...prolly longer cause i know my parents went before i was born...and have taken us every year since then. theres always a different array of people, but its always family and theres always games...poker....cards...uno one year...fast scrabble, invented by my aunt....its funny...how there used to be so many of us there...and now its dwindled as weve scattered to all ends of the earth. when my grandparents used to live on grand island and we somehow had silly string....and sprayed it every where....EVERYWHERE....it stained the sidewalk....they were not too pleased...at all. i remember we sprayed it at my brother and he cried...and i laughed. im such a nice sister...
* the last memory i have for right now is of gap...ever since junior year of highschool, christmas has meant gap....lack of hours...too many hours..crazy customers....visits.....long hours...christmas music..all the freaking time....not that i miss it...not that i want to go back..but its weird, this being the first year in 6 that i havent been in a crazy store situation for the holidays..not that i wanted to spend the holidays at old navy, but whatever..
* ok, so i lied...one more...this is for melissa....gift wrap...how could i ever forget....all gift wrap...all the time. and mariah careys all i want for christmas is you...and the boys we used to chase. ahh band....ahh high school...how i will always look back on you fondly...
wow..this has gotten really long...and i havent updated in a while, so i guess im allowed...and if anyone is still reading this, i love you that much more...this week has been crazy....off the wall crazy...made me thankful for what i have in life....love...my family.....a job i dont mind going to....even down to food on the table....health...friends that have come back into my life that i thought i lost a long time ago. and at the same time....i keep coming back to the fact that i dont know where i came from...i dont know what my birth parents look like...or which one of them i look most like...and while that doesnt matter, like at all.....some of it does....like my family history....i dont know what could eventually be wrong with me....so many things are genetic....and i know absolutely nothing...my mom hopes that they would have told them something...and im like told you what? stuff like that was hardly manditory in the 80s...and shes like yeah..i guess youre right...its almost better that way...and im like how?! wouldnt it be better for them to know, so i could take precautions? i feel kind of like a walking time bomb....and its scary...so i try not to think about it...cause honestly, i dont think theres anything i can do about it, and stressing isnt going to help......
ok...buzz kill anyone? i didnt really start out to do this..but i guess...this is all about whats on my mind. and i can agonize and i can think all i want, and its not going to change anything, or i can move ahead with life...recall my happy memories and make new ones
wow...law and order marathon...woohoo...so addicted to law and order...thanks andy....however, i am pretty sure ive seen all of these....yep, this is one of the more recent ones...child of lesbian parents stabs classmate that makes fun of her...why am i not tired? why am i not hungry? i have to get up early...and its like 11 and im not tired....i need to sleep....and im wide a freaking wake.....just my luck....at least there will be caffine tomorrow..i came up with another story idea....now if i could just sit down and write one til its done....i guess its ok to have like 3 going at once...well, really two cause i havent started this one yet and god knows when i actually will....a psycho stalker tale of sorts.....maybe on the plane or something...ill actually take my computer this time....ok..im really leaving now....if youve made it this far.....i love you....and if you leave me a message...ill love you that much more ;)