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Good morning, friends. I’d written a few sentences already in an aborted attempt at light-hearted humor, but I don’t feel funny, and I don’t feel light, and each sentence just got smashed to bits by the Double-Headed Sledge Hammer of Doom. To be honest, I feel depressed - and disconnected - and insulated. Even though my hair has looked fabulous the last couple days, I feel really, really, really down.
I HATE that. I suppose, when I start feeling sad, the best thing to do is take care of the thing that niggles at me the most. Today that would be yardwork (see: 12′ blanket of dried leaves), and general household cleanup, and possibly - possibly - preparing to put up Christmas decorations. After years of halfhearted yet hopeful searching, I finally found tiny gold Christmas lights, so this year we’ll have a gorgeously amber-lit tree. I might add red lights, too. I haven’t decided.
I found the lights at Lowe’s Hardware, tucked in and among all the boring old whites, reds, greens, and multis. At first I grabbed five boxes but then decided to go back and get another five, just because, you know, I’d FINALLY FOUND THEM, but when I returned to the light aisle it was as if the entire 92654 zip code had suddenly decided to buy lights, too. After a deep breath, I elbowed my way through the burbling hordes, knocked over one old lady, stepped on somebody’s foot, and I’m pretty sure hit somebody else in the face with my purse when I reached up for the last box - Merry Christmas to them - but, dammit, I got my lights.
Well, no, I wasn’t that bad. Except for the purse thing, I was nice. Christmas shopping is bad enough without a bunch of Scrooges running hither and yon. People are so stressed this time of year. Life is hard, but it IS fascinating, isn’t it? I was just thinking yesterday that there’s so much I don’t know, and can’t possibly know, and never will know. Like, the veracity of the superstring theory, or why people are instantly attracted to certain people and not others, and why some people would actually believe the Illuminati are reptile-aliens disguised as men, when they’re clearly one 50-yr-old woman from Cincinnati, name of Fran. Oh well. I hope you guys have a great day. kisses, all! xo
November 27th, 2006 09:40
Hey Kelly, watch DVD TV and the leaves will take care of themselves. I wrote a blog the other day that was personal, hoping you would stop by. I am still working on your package. I picked a box and am working at filling it. Cant let it go until it is full. PC football made it almost to state, one game short. Furthest they have ever gotten. When is Jesse moving out here? We will have to hook he and David up, so David can show him around. Take care.
November 27th, 2006 09:51
Hey, Roddy dear. The leaves are being very irresponsible and are NOT taking care of themselves, so they need attending to. BUT, I will take your suggestion for dvd TV. I just finished the first season of Six Feet Under (my new favorite old show) and am ready to Netflix the second one. And yay, package!
Good for PC footballers, though they must be very disappointed. And Jess will be out there sometime after Christmas, probably the beginning of January. It’s his intent to stay for six months, and return here to get back into school, so he’ll have plenty of time to hook up with David. He’s looking forward to reconnecting with friends and family. kiss! xo
November 27th, 2006 10:08
Hola Kells, coma esta? Hmmm, maybe I should have one of them upside down question marks at the start of that, but I can’t mernember how to make the ‘puter do that symbol.
As for the whole xmas dealio, I had intended to have bought at least two presents by now. But alas, none have been purchased. Less than a month to go now…
November 27th, 2006 11:00
I’m sorry you’re feeling down, Little One. I am glad you beat up elderly people to get your lights. Don’t you ever let anyone stand in your way, hear? Not Illuminati and not Inferi.
“When we come face-to-face with one down a dark alley, we’re going to be having a shufti to see if it’s solid, aren’t we, we’re not going to be asking, ‘Excuse me, are you the imprint of a departed soul?” — Roonil Wazlib
November 27th, 2006 11:00
Hola Fency. Soy mejor ahora. (Don’t be impressed: I babelfished that.) Oh lord, Fence, the present buying. SHUDDER. I don’t usually do that until the week before Christmas, unfortunately, so the fact that you’d PLANNED to have at least two presents bought by now impresses me immeasurably. kiss xo
November 27th, 2006 11:05
Oh, I love that. “The imprint of a departed soul…” Thank you, Heathy. I’m actually feeling a tiny better now. And I’ll take your advice to not let anyone stand in my way, because it goes deeper and wider than you know (or, no, you DO know). It just goes very deep and wide. I love you. kiss xo
November 27th, 2006 12:47
Oh YAY on the amber lights!!! I remember you saying something about them last year and I even thought about them this year as I was decorating… I’ve never seen them. And I was just at Lowe’s yesterday…
Sorry you’re feeling down, friend. Have you put on some Christmas music? It always makes me so happy to be listening to Christmas music… really. But I’m relatively simple minded and easy to please - not complex in any way at all.
Happy Monday, Kel. Smooch you.
November 27th, 2006 12:48
Oh - and I really love the star cursor.
Makes me smile, in my simple, uncomplex way.
November 27th, 2006 13:24
Hi Cath. I was going to write about how Christmas music, in the store, fills me conflict. On the one hand, it makes me feel cheery because of all the sweet associations, but on the other, it makes me feel PRESSURED. Ugh. But when I do my decorating, I’ll put it on. It IS nice.
And seriously, Cath, I thought of you when I bought the lights! Because I remember us talking about them, too. Maybe we were at the same Lowe’s, and I scammed them all before you could find them. I’m sorry, you. (Actually, maybe you CAN find them at your Lowe’s!)
Smooch you too, little friend. xo
November 27th, 2006 19:33
I also recently bought lights at Lowes…I got a strand of multi button lights. They were just too cute to pass up. But the best of all was buying a “real” fake tree. No more dropped needles or silly pets chewing on the branches for me! At least that’s what I’m hoping for.
November 27th, 2006 19:38
Annabelle, we went fake a few years ago, because I cannot keep dead trees alive for longer than a week. I LOVE our fake tree; I’m sure you’ll be happy… I saw those little button lights while I was looking for my gold ones, and I was sorely tempted. I’ll probably go back and get a couple strands for a wreath, or garland, or something. I also love those fat lights like we had when we were little. I just plain love lights, don’t you?
Boy, Lowe’s is doing the business, isn’t it? WHY aren’t we getting our cut? I’m calling our attorney. kiss xo
November 28th, 2006 10:35
[…] Did you know that it is less than a month till xmas? Did ya?[1] That’s still a long time though, so you won’t find me adding to the “BUY NOW” mentality that seems to be swarming all over the place. Though if you are looking for amber lights for your tree, well I’m afraid they’ve all been used I have ideas for presents, but no actual presents. When I was home the lil sister had made a start on her cards. She 10[2] and already she has her christmas cards. In November! And not even the last week in November[3] What is the world coming to. […]
November 28th, 2006 11:12
Ha ha, Missy. But you’re right, of course. I have hogged them all, though like I told you, I’ll be happy to share. The bidding is open to ALL. kiss! xo
February 25th, 2007 15:01
[…] Did you know that it is less than a month till xmas? Did ya?[1] That’s still a long time though, so you won’t find me adding to the “BUY NOW” mentality that seems to be swarming all over the place. Though if you are looking for amber lights for your tree, well I’m afraid they’ve all been used I have ideas for presents, but no actual presents. When I was home the lil sister had made a start on her cards. She 10[2] and already she has her christmas cards. In November! And not even the last week in November[3] What is the world coming to. […]