Margaritas with my
sister. the perfect time to summarize the past few days.
Friday I worked. I was away from my
phone and had left my cell phone at home so I was incommunicado with the
Man. Despite, I knew
her and
him were flying in from
Boston later that night. I was worried about
her... The history of that is too much to go into, but I was worried. I didn't think I'd have a whole lot of
fun over the weekend. But I did. It took me a bit to un-tense. While waiting for him and her to arrive, the
Man and I went grocery and
liquor shopping, and then to get dinner. At dinner I had a couple of tequilas, which significantly loosened me up. Called
dad and
step-mom. we were supposed to get together, but decided with up to a foot of
snow in the forcast we decided to cancel.
When
him and
her arrived a short while later I was genuinely
happy to see them both. We soon got down to business and partied a whole lot harder than we maybe should have. But I'll be goddamned if it wasn't a whole lot of fun.
Into the
Saturday morning we partied, waiting for the "Blizzard of 2000" to strike the east coast. It never struck. And only four hours after we went to bed (6:45AM) my sister called and said that
dad and
step-mom wanted to get togther since zero snowflakes had touched the ground. Since I was awake and it was daylight I knew I wouldn't be able to get back to sleep... and since everyone else would probably
sleep the entire day, I decided to head back to
Maryland to meet with the
dad and his
wife. It went surprisingly well. Got a big pile of
Christmas gifts/
'Bout five o'clock I went back to
Virginia and found him and her had just awoken. So we began partying again.
Into [
Sunday morning we partied. Knowing I had to work
Monday left me feeling I should head home New Year's Eve... but I didn't. I stayed because the partying was exactly what I needed to wind down from a tough stint at
work.
10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1...
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Then I went to
sleep, knowing I'd need to leave fairly early in the morning. I woke up
Monday morning, have
him and
her a hug goodbye, then headed to work, then home for a
nap, then back to work for just a few minutes. Slept soundly.
And today was a good work day. Got a call around noon from my
sister inviting me over for
chile and
margaritas. Got
silly. Let the dogs play. Came home around eight o'clock and am now writing a
day log. Though the past two weeks have been tough both physically and mentally I've never found my
career so satisfying and rewarding. It's been a fabulous end of
2000 and beginning of
2001.
whoah. 2001. whoah.
OH OTHER GOOD STUFF!!
My
opuntia is sprouting new pads, one per existing pad, and one pad have two new ones. My
sempervivum is growing what I believe is an inflorescence... meaning it should bloom within the next few months. It may be entering a period of
senescence (meaning though it hasn't flowered, it is in it's before-
death stage), but I'm leaning towards
optimism. My
kalanchoe is doing fabulously, and my
jade plant is showing lots of new growth.
On a completely unrelated note, every time I watch the
television show
Titus, I think about my family.
Mom's been in the
boobie hatch quite a bit... And although
dad's only been married twice, we found out after the
divorce that dad had been playing
stinky pinky with other women for years before hand. Knowing the television story line matches
Christopher Titus' makes it a touch more close to home... It's interesting seeing someone else express their ideas about life with a nuts-o
mom and a slut
dad.