Well just over a week into my ‘vacation’ and I’m about ready to go back to Van. Or at least for the holiday part of the vacation to start. More couch lounging would be nice.
It’s typically on day fourth of the parental visit that I start to get the eye twitch. Coupled with holiday madness, it’s just not good for business.
I feel as though I have not seen the Boy at all, which is kind of true. He’s back in Toronto working, went back yesterday after what seemed like a very stressful holiday lunch at his parents house. In less than three hours we opened presents, and had lunch/dinner for 20 people. He’s coming back tomorrow, and then we’re going over the river for a day and a half, back for a night, then leaving Sarnia and up to Niagara on Tuesday to drop siblings off at school and squeeze in more family visiting. Then that eve we’re back in Toronto and have plans with my friends…and then New Years…it’s never ending.
We have one day – New Years Day – where nothing is going on and then I leave the next day. Oi and vey.
I think I’m grumpy today because I hate the consumerism of Boxing Day and I was forced to go out this morning in what was described as a “tea date” and then turned into a little mall madness. One needs to be prepared for that shit. Plus, my sweet n’ low stash was out and to brave that type of crowd without my morning cuppa Earl Grey did not make me a happy camper.
Well, at least there is some good music floating about, and tomorrow is a new day with more leftovers.
Well, it’ll be a xmas miracle if I make it through the rest of the week without breaking or destroying anything else in my parents house.
First, when taking in tangerines from the car yesterday the mesh somehow loosened from the market to doorstep and when opening the door two dozen orange little balls came flying out of the car and down the driveway and out onto the street. It was hilarious trying to catch them all, but more so when the rest of the groceries started to fall out of the trunk and while stepping each way to catch the oranges from going into the street, I managed to crush a few other bags in the process.
Next came the tree. I noticed that it was only partially decorated. I inquired to my mom about this and we went searching for the rest of the ornaments. Soon they were found and I finished putting them up, noting that the tree was really wobbly. It always had a bit of a tilt, but it seemed quite pronounced now. The Boy suggested we distribute the ornaments more equally, as it seemed to be really front loaded. Finally there is one left, I put it up, did some last minute touch ups, then stepped away to admire our work. Looks great, let’s eat. Upstairs but two minutes and we hear CRASH!
Amazingly only one ornament broke. A point I kept repeating as we tired to put it back together again. Tinsel e-v-e-r-y-w-h-e-r-e. Sam trying to eat as much as she could, while my mom is muttering under her breath, “Only one ornament may have broke, but she’ll be shitting tinsel for weeks.”
I was starting to wonder when the vacation part of my holiday was going to start, and then thankfully this morning I had about 4 hours to do absolutely nothing. No driving. No picking up gifts. No wrapping. So clearly I used said time to sleep, wouldn’t you?
I love going back to sleep mid morning. After driving the Boy to work, I came back had something to eat and then boom, out like a light. I typically don’t get any REM sleep during the night, which according to my doctors is one of the reasons why my body doesn’t heal that fast, or well. I’m constantly waking due to pain and this messes up my system and some of the medication they’ve put me on helps, but not very much. However, I find when I can, on weekends and such, or vacation such as this, going back to sleep mid morning is my best sleep ever. Absolute bliss, and crazy dreams. Ah, it’s the little things.
In other happenings, in case you’re in need of a laugh, as it is Monday and all…my friend Fearless passed this along to me, and it’s really worth a click. Enjoy!
If you missed my top 25 songs of the year, you probably missed me talking about Florence and the Machine. Who also get my handclap album of the year award, which I just invented now, so be a dear and remind me of it next year. Thanks.
Just loading up the ipod for my mini road trip to Kingston this weekend. It’s only 2 hours from Toronto, so just enough to sink your teeth into a few good albums. Good thing there are a couple good ones floating about. What’s your favourite road trip CD?
Have a great weekend folks…I will see you on the flip side hopefully with many good stories.
It’s a good thing I’m being met by the Boy at the airport because sitting here loading up my ipod with Eels and Low, I am definitely going to need a shot of cheer. I think I’m very conscious of the fact that this week last year I was flying to California and I’m feeling the need to reflect in some somber music.
However, in non slow music listening, I think this is a great fan video for Robyn Hitchcock’s “Up to Our Nex.”
As usual with his work, it’s a heartbreaking tale, that really pulls a variety of emotional responses. A depressing, yet beautifully written narrative, I thought this album really ended on a positive note with the track “On My Feet.” Two great albums from Mr. E in under a year. Should tie us over for a while, eh?
Predictive text on mobiles is a funny thing, isn’t?
I’ve just recently had to reset my phone and lost my dictionary, so words that I corrected from T9 spelling have been lost, so as they come up I’m fixing them. It’s mostly names, and streets, etc. But today I typed “Raccoon” and it came up as “Scabmom.”
0.o
What’s the most outrageous word suggestion your mobile has ever given you?
Just watching the video now I realised that the members of Magenta Lane are the angels. Nice little cameo. They left Paper Bag Records for their latest album Gambling with God, which came out this past fall. They now join the Last Gang Records that includes other Canadian alum such as Metric, Mother Mother and The New Pornographers.
