Quick day. My mom and I did some shopping earlier, then I went back out with my brother in the early evening. Getting mall gift cards two days before Christmas? Not recommended. I also watched Waitress again today plus Ball of Fury. I think we’re going to watch the Simpsons movie in a bit. I also worked like a fiend on my cross-stitch for my dad. Oh and we decorated gingerbread cookies today.
I had a missed call from a number that seemed really familiar. I was thinking it was either the Motherfucker or the Asshat. Regardless, they didn’t leave a message and I don’t want to hear from some guy if he’s sitting around feeling melancholy at Christmas. So in honor of the call I decorated a gingerbread man in blue icing and put a frownie face on it … then ate it. Yum!
I just submitted my last assignment for the semester. Wheeeeeee!
My flight for this afternoon has already been delayed by 11 minutes. With delays coming out of O’Hare and NYC, hopefully my plane’s departure time will stay where it is! I mean, if worse comes to worst, I can drive to MI. The weather is supposed to be great today; later in the week, not so much. I am positive though and believe I will make it to Detroit this evening!
My friend S. is going to check in on the boys while I’m gone. Since I moved, she’s further away but she chastised me for not asking her first to watch the cats. She’s a good friend. I was picking up a bit - because really, who likes to have someone in their home when it’s messy?! - and I realized I have an excess number of bathroom rugs. I have one (teensy) bathroom in this apartment. Right now, I have two rugs in there; both are the same multicolored striped pattern and match the shower curtain. I also have two big fluffy blue bathroom rugs that match another shower curtain I have. That shower curtain is plastic, not cloth, and I can’t remember if I got rid of it when I moved. Hmmm. I guess I will throw these blue rugs in the closet and deal with them at a later date, just like everything else that’s crammed in there. 
I went out this morning to grab a cup of coffee from Speedway, mainly because, well, I’m addicted to caffeine, but also because the only cash I had was a $20 and I needed to break it so I had singles to tip the shuttle bus driver at the airport parking lot. This Speedway is kinda scary. I’ve never felt unsafe there but there are always lots of creepy men. Then when I was driving back, I drove past the homeless mission and realized it’s less than a mile down the street from me. Lots of men were congregated outside; guess I won’t be walking down there this summer. Clearly I am still getting used to my more urban environment … but I suppose it’s better to confront an issue, like homelessness, and think about my feelings on the subject than pretend it doesn’t exist.
I was going to go to church last night, to the “longest night” service, but when I got home I was crabby. CRABBY! No idea why either. We got to leave work at 3, I ran a few errands and was home by 4. I ended up taking a nap from 5-6 p.m., which lessened the grumpiness (part of the reason why I wrote a positive post last night), but I still didn’t feel like doing anything.
Crap. I just remembered I have two assignments due tomorrow, my last two for this semester. Fuck! Guess I’ll shower and get working on those …
I’ve been in kind of a blah mood lately. This time of year I tend to be excessive in my behavior and end up feeling not so good. Too much sleep or not enough sleep. Too much food or not enough food. You get the picture. Last night when I was lying in bed, I starting thinking about what were the best moments of my year. Here’s what I came up with.
- 5. The first Scandalous Weekend in Evansville, IN. Miss Laci and I drove aimlessly around Evansville, drank a lot, and made a super awesome video. Of course I can’t forget the second Scandalous Weekend, where we “met” Jeff the Mennonite Douchebag. Rock on, Jeff!
- 4. Jason may have turned out to be a motherfucker, but the night we spent drinking, dancing and doing other things was one of the best nights of the year. The feeling of living in the moment was delicious.
- 3. The Blogathon. 24 hours of insanity. I was nearly hysterical near the end but it was oddly comforting to know that my peeps were sobbing sweet relief as well. Laci and Sodapop and Tense and I all participated and were on webcam most of the night. Lucy was around for quite a while as was Tori. I know there were others, I’ve just pretty much blocked the experience from my mind.
- 2. Getting my precious tattoo!
- 1. October. In one month, I moved to a new apartment, spent a fun weekend with my mommy, flew to Vegas and drove back with Miss Sodapop and her girls to their new home, hung out with Miss Lucy en route and started graduate school.
December is a tough month for me. It’s cold, gloomy and I am prone to bouts of loneliness. I’m going to Michigan tomorrow, which is a good thing. Usually when I’m in a mood like this I do something stupid. Like … well, in this type of mood, I’m capable of anything LOL. I think I’ll just go get some sherbet instead.
Stolen from Mr. Dawg. Rules: Put your music player on shuffle, press forward for each question and use the song title as the answer.
What does next year have in store for me?
An Unusual Kiss by Melissa Etheridge
What’s my love life like?
Gun by Mick Jagger
What do I say when life gets hard?
It Was You by Lindsey Buckingham
What do I think of on waking up?
The Happy Elf by Harry Connick Jr.
What song will I dance to at my wedding?
SexyBack by Justin Timberlake (LOL)
What do I want as a career?
Come On Come by Mary Chapin Carpenter
My favorite saying?
Do Me Good by Amy Winehouse
Favorite place?
Love Untold by Paul Westerberg
What do I think of my parents?
Here Comes the Flood by Peter Gabriel
What’s my porn star name?
Waiting for the Miracle by Leonard Cohen
Where would I go on a first date?
Too Much to Hide by Crosby, Still, Nash and Young
Drug of choice?
Mysteries We Understand by Sophie B. Hawkins
Describe myself.
Sunglasses at Night by Corey Hart
What is the thing I like doing most?
Weeds by Jann Arden
What is my state of mind like at the moment?
O Holy Night by Mariah Carey
How will I die?
Who Do You Think You Are by the Spice Girls
I’ve taken online quizzes to assess my spirituality, like those “what denomination are you?” type things. Time after time, I come back as a “seeker,” that is someone who isn’t tied to any one denomination. That’s definitely true of me, probably because I didn’t grow up going to church and also because I’m not easily satisfied. I don’t believe something because someone tells me to. The best description I read of this recently was on a web site were they described it as being a “holistic Christian.” It’s in my Libra nature to want to be in balance; I haven’t been lately and that’s probably part of the reason why I am home sick today.
It’s also a reason why I’d be interested in taking classes at a spiritual healing school. Their closest location to me is in Illinois but it may be worth the trip to learn more about spiritual awareness and metaphysical healing. The Inner Focus Soul Directed Advanced Energy Healing School has a lot of interesting information on their web site and it’s one that I’ve bookmarked for future visits. Who couldn’t stand a little personal growth??? Yeah, that’s what I thought.
I went to the doctor this afternoon because I’ve been feeling sinusy and my throat hurt. I don’t want to be sick for Christmas. The physician’s assistant (my dr was booked for the week) tried to tell me it was a virus. I was like, a virus that feels exactly like a sinus infection? Uh huh. She told me to get Mucinex-D (which CVS only had in the 24-pack, which was $25) and then she relented and wrote me a scrip for a ZPac, if I didn’t feel better in a few days. She made this big deal out of me being allergic to amoxycillin, because that’s what she would normally prescribe first. I was thinking, what, like it’s my fucking fault I got a rash the last time I took it? Christ, lady. Give me the fucking ZPac. Usually I like PAs but not this one.
Plus, I was pissed because (a) they couldn’t find my chart; it ended up being filed under my ex-husband’s last name, even though it was clearly labeled with the first three letters of MY last name; and (b) when I gave the receptionist my new address, she asked if that was for my ex as well. OMFG. I have been divorced for nearly THREE YEARS! I haven’t had the same last name as my ex for nearly THREE YEARS! This is the third or fourth time they have fucked things up for me this year; I am mailing them a letter tomorrow bitching about the competency of the office staff. If I didn’t like my dr so much, I’d find a new one.
When I remarry, I so am not changing my name. Maybe I’ll hyphenate, that’s it. It is far too much of a pain in the ass to deal with. I like my name. I like how it sounds, I like how it looks. My parents knew what they were doing. One of my best friends has changed her name both time she’s been married. Sometimes I like to be a bitch and refer to her as Jennifer D_____ C_____ D_____ S______, like she’s a soap opera star or something LOL. It makes me laugh. Although I’m only one name behind her … Another one of my friends is in her 40s and has been divorced for a year longer than me. She was married for 17 years. She thought about changing her name back; I asked her what it was … Cornelius. Oh. My. Fucking. God. I nearly fell off the chair. I called her “Soul Train” for a while (Don Cornelius, get it?).
Miss Laci isn’t supposed to get her Wii until Christmas Eve. Heh. She was gloating, saying that since hers is being shipped to TX, she’d only have to haul it once. I burst her Wii bubble by telling her I ain’t dragging mine to Michigan in back. In fact, I won’t even open mine until my last two assignments are done for this semester. I’m not paying nearly $700 a credit hour to blow my grades playing video games. Now, if my parents were footing the bill it would be an entirely different story.
