I love Christmas so much. And I love A Christmas Story. Good memories of performing that play at Canyon Park. I was the mom.
I'm trying to concentrate on Christmas because this weekend has not been a happy trip (except for Thanksgiving eve). I am so overloaded with things to do, but I don't want to think about them A) because my mind is on Africa and B) because my mother has been the wicked witch this weekend! I swear to god, I need at least 5 years away from the house in order for family matters to heal over. To give it a crude comparison, it's like a nasty scab is just starting to grow, but every time I come home it's picked away again. I think that my dad's enthusiasm for life has just gone completely down the drain, whereas my mother is enduring a mid-life crisis of sorts. I don't know. I swear to god, if I sneeze they flip out. My eyes haven't been this wet in months.
I am sitting in the Queen Anne Starbucks right now and listening to a great version of "God Bless Thee Merry Gentlemen" in a guitar version. And I'm sipping a latte in a red Christmas cup. I'm trying to write a paper on why Nationalism is a bad thing, but I can't get my mind into it at all. I'm going to go visit Tyler at work for a while in a second. I don't really want to go to Belle Square- it's madness starting yesterday. Good god, did you guys hear that a Walmart employee was trampled to death in New York because of Black Friday? It makes me want to throw up.
I need a job. And I think I'm going to resort to restaurant work because of the pay. Or, barista work- that would be fabulous.
I LOVE the Charlie Brown Christmas album! I've been listening to it nonstop/trying to learn some of the songs on the piano.
I'm doing a formal reading for the first time in my life on Tuesday! I'm reading aloud one of my fiction works. Wish me luck, I'm nervous!
Oh, hooray- Tyler just called and says he got off work very early. I'm off to visit him!
Hope you all are enjoying the pre-Christmas pandemonium.