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I see Dumb people.

Mao Mart

Just before Christmas I saw something that turned my stomach into a bowling ball. A fairly young adult, about 8 months pregnant or more by the look of her, was standing in the parking lot at Wal-Mart (go figure) smoking a cigarette. She had no coat on, and her stomach was sticking out of her baby tee. I wanted to punch something. I wanted to explode.

I threatened (to my mother who was with me) to walk up to her with my 5-month-old on my hip and ask to bum a cigarette for my baby too. I wish I had.

No Rest for the Weary

Well, Christmas is over. The kids had a great holiday, thanks to some good friends and all the grandparents. Mike and I were pretty broke, but he still managed to come up with a gift that was well-though out and touching. I, of course, had no money or time to buy him a gift. I bought two Christmas presents this year, both for Sebastian.

I’m grateful that I was able to get him anything at all, but it really tears me up that we couldn’t get more for others. Shopping for Christmas presents, and giving to the people I care about, is really what I like best about Christmas. I enjoy the strategy involved in picking out something that will match a person’s personality or tastes and seeing that they like what they got. It just makes me feel really good.

For the past several years I did my father’s Christmas shopping for the whole family, and then we’d just put all our names on the tags. He hated crowds and shopping in general, and his knees were getting worse for him anyway, so I was glad to take on the responsibility. Every year he’d give me a list of names and how much I was allowed for each person, and each year I’d go way over and he’d tell me that he wasn’t giving any presents the next year.

I was really hoping the baby would take a nap early today, so I could drink some coffee and write. Unfortunately, I’m listening to his not-quite-wailing through the baby monitor now and must cut this entry short.

Merry Christmas.

Dooky Breezes

I think the movie “Weekend at Bernie’s” sucked ass.

That being said, it’s been a while since I posted. Things have been as usual -strange, hectic, constantly changing. Sebastian is teething (molars) and has been crapping liquid stuff again. He’s got a horrible diaper rash, and I sure hope he gets these teeth in soon. I try to let him run without a diaper for a little bit at a time, so the skin can get air and heal… But he has been known to pee right where he’s standing.

ON a lighter note, he went in the toilet last week. Since then he hasn’t managed to pull it off… but he’s definately interested in the toilet seat I bought for him.

Feeling a bit lonely lately… Beltane is always a struggle for me. The celebration of the “Lord and Lady” getting together after the long winter… mating season essentially begins. People everywhere are getting out and finding one another. As usual, I’m resisting the urge to seem completely desperate while feeling exactly that on the inside.

No… That’s not completely correct. Most of the time I’m fine with being alone. I realize that my happiness can’t be dependent on having someone else in my life. I guess it’s just tough being surrounded by so many couples and NOW that I’m 25, more and more of them are becoming MARRIED couples. Weddings are so depressing.

Finals are this week. That’s almost as depressing.

Yay.

I’ve got a problem. My foot (specifically the big toe and tendons connecting to it on my right foot) is hurting like a sonofabitch. I don’t know what I did, but when I bend it just so -which occasionally happens while I’m walking) it reallys smarts.

I hope I’m okay at work tonight, delivering pizza does require a bit of walking. Maybe I can get off early. I hope it’s better by tomorrow or I may have to go to the doctor.

I’m sleepy lately, and today’s St. Patrick’s Day. I got invited to go out drinking for the first St. Patty’s day ever. I feel so special. Let’s see if I can keep my head on straight, get my shit done, and get shit-faced all in the same night. Heh hehe…

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Happy.

I was going to say “Happy New Year”, but I figured everyone’s probably tired of hearing that by now.

I have had the bestest New Year. I got to see Adam and Eric like twice in a week (which is unusual because they’re city folk). We had dinner and then they left to go home. I wish I had a place to entertain!!!!

At this point my cousin calls me and invites me to “chill” with him and his two female companions. It was fun, but they were kind of young (18 or so). On the way to their house to drop them off (they wanted to go to church at midnight) my car dies and we’re stranded in the boonies waiting for help. It was FREEZING.

Isaac and Scotty came to the rescue and took me to a party with some college friends. I drank alot (played drinking games) and got pleasantly plowed. Then we left and all day today I’ve been feeling completely zen.

I’ve been so at ease today, that I feel like I’ve done something I shouldn’t have. I’m completely sober but I’m just mellow. Awesome.

So this has been my best New Years EVER. There was no boyfriend drama, no friend drama, and no feeling like a loser because I was at home with my parents. That must mean that this year (as the past five or six) is going to mimic my New Year’s attitude and KICK ASS!!!!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

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Happy Accidents

I just saw the BEST movie on IFC. It’s called “Happy Accidents” and it’s got Marisa Tomei and Vincent D’Onofrio (yummy). It was the GREATEST! Well, really good. And I want it on DVD. Just thought I’d recommend it to anyone reading this and at the same time make myself a reminder not to forget about it.

It’s Friday. I’m sitting at home watching movies on IFC. How lame am I?

My toe itches. My son learned how to pick his nose from Isaac this week. Silly boys.

Christmas shopping is SO almost done. I am going to have to take money out of my savings this weekend, however, to complete gift-buying and pay for trip to Chicago. Adam and Eric always take me to Dim-Sum and pay for me and I feel like Oliver “the mooching bitch” Twist when I go home.

I’d like to take THEM to Dim-Sum someday…

Maybe when I’m gradiated and working they can tell me a REALLY good restaurant, like 4 stars (since I’m too backwoods to even KNOW of one), and I can take them there.

People in Rockford think the Olive Garden is four star gourmet. I keep telling them it’s all pre-prepared food that’s ready to be served in FIVE MINUTES, but they don’t care.

I’m so hungry. Sebastian ate his dinner tonight and was very good while we Christmas shopped… Oh wait – I shopped while he was at daycare. He was GREAT!

Maybe I’ll take one of those “I’m bored” showers. Or study. Or eat. This is a crappy journal entry.

Edible Christmas Trees

I’m eating a christmas tree. Damn, little debbie makes ‘em good!

I’m hoping to finish my Christmas shopping today for everyone but my parents. I finally got a new phone (and it ROCKS!) so I’m back in the loop finally!

Also, I called all the peeps I’ve been neglecting these last few months. I feel really bad, but sometimes I just fall short in keeping up with everyone I care about. It doesn’t mean I don’t care, it’s just sometimes overwhelming to have to keep all these different groups of one or two friends happy. I guess one isn’t a group, but all my friends don’t always mesh well. Different interests and backgrounds, I guess. Also different age groups. It makes things kind of weird sometimes, when I try to get them to mingle. I’ve given up trying.

I always get crushes on the class clown types, and usually I’M the butt of the jokes. Why is that? I know that they are insecure little boys and that’s why they mock the people they are interested in, but it says something about the level of respect they feel for me, doesn’t it?

I feel it does. I don’t care how much a guy may claim he respects me -if I’m getting upset about his teasing and he’s too damn thick-headed to shut the HELL up… He’s not seeing the real me.

Besides, I’m about to move in a little under a year: I bet I’ll meet someone just AWESOME at college. It would be so great to meet someone else who’s as ambitious as I am about school and career. Someone who recognizes that I’m brilliant and beautiful and modest. LoL

SO anyway, things are going well. I’m getting my holiday shopping just about wrapped up (heh… wrapped up…) and feeling alright about all my responsibilities… Except I should be practicing my latin during this break because I have to pick up on chapter ten as soon as we get back to classes. YIKES! Keep your eyes peeled for pix from my new camera phone!