Have a great night everyone, and an awesome new year!
Archive for December, 2006
And the end of December. I have NO idea what’s going on.
So I haven’t blogged in a while. That’s because at my surprise birthday party, my man fell down the sitars and has been in a hard cast. I’ve been doing all the cooking, cleaning and ordering in of a typical Manhattan couple, all by myself.
I guess I never really appreciated how much he contributes to the house, until he couldn’t do it anymore. Nor did I appreciate the true amount of dishes, mess and trash that we produce.
But I do now, and I’m going to try to figure out a way to cut down on the trash excess. Look to but bigger containers of things, and that sort of thing.
Other then that, life has been pretty quiet. I would go to work, come home, and take care of him. No going outside or Manhattan misadventures for the past few weeks.
Also, we had to cancel the trip to La Jolla, my favorite place in the world. Maybe we’ll get to go next year.
So not too much to report. I’ve been too busy to pay attention to much lately.
I did see that they hung Saddam. I’m not sure what that’s going to mean in terms of giving back the Iraqi people chance and the ability to live their lives free of war. I have a feeling it won’t do too much to stabilize the region, and can only hope that in the new year, things there improve. I don’t have that much faith in that though.
So I’ve been bemoaning the inevitable progression of my life towards its third decade. It was my one-third life crisis, filled with thoughts of old age, lack of fun and a sameness of experience. In short, I’ve been a bit of a downer.
On Saturday, it turned out my mom and husband had completly and successfully conspired to plan a surprise birthday for me. And it actually worked, I had no idea. It was really cool, and very nice, since it had my current and future siblings there. Hell, I count the future ones already, if we’re honest about it.
What was wackiest to me was that with all the siblings, we really filled up the room. Especially with significant others. And a few were even missing, so there would have been even more people.
And they also invited my closest friends, which also rocked.
Unfortunately, my husband took a bad fall and severely sprained his ankle. So he’s in a hard cast, and will be for at least two weeks. Then, he has to get evaluated to see if it comes off. I feel pretty bad for him.
With all that being said, the party made me feel a lot better. Although I’m getting older, it’s okay. I have friends and family who love me, so it’s all okay.
One of my close friends has been trying to get me to play football again. How I would love to have the title of this blog actually mean something to me again. I would love to play, more then anything else I could think of.
But the reality of it is, I don’t think my body could take it. I was on the elliptical today, since my knees hurt too much for the treadmill and thinking about doing the stairmaster is like thinking about taking a chainsaw to my kneecap, and I realized, I can barely do even the elliptical. Because if I don’t pay attention and I hyperextend, my knees hurt for days.
So I think my days of pushing against a 200 pound lineman are over. I hate having my kneecaps sound like paper tearing. I suppose I could play and just suck it up and have the surgery when I finish destroying my knees, but that’s not something I am eager to hasten.
How crazy is that, to love a sport so much, that you consider it even when you know its price?
So that was a major part of my fear of getting old. My knee gave out badly early in the year. I also realized that, my professional sports days are over. I will never have any real athletic glory. Not in weightlifting, not in football, not in any real sport.
I guess I will have to do something else in my thirties. Hopefully, I can find something which brings me as much joy, challenge and pride that sports has. I doubt it, but hey, here’s hoping.=)
In Almost Famous, Kate Hudson tells Patrick Fugit’s character that when he says he just wants to go home….
La Jolla is one of the only places I’ve ever felt truly at home. Instantly relaxed, like I belonged there. Portland has some of the same feeling for me, but La Jolla is where I find total peace.
My husband told me all I ever write about is CA on this blog, and I think he’s partially correct.=) But this time, I have a reason.
That’s right baby, he’s bringing me home, to CA!!!!!
He booked us a surprise trip there, where we’ll be retracing some of the steps of our honeymoon. It’s so incredibly awesome, I can’t even believe it. There is literally no place I would rather be then in La Jolla to bring in the new year.
I had been so sad to not have gone to CA at all in 2006. To me, a trip to La Jolla has become a MUST, rather then a want. And we hadn’t gone this year. But now, that’s not a problem.
This is the most awesome gift that I’ve ever gotten!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I can’t wait…CA….Here we come….
Even more important then TomKat or Jolie?Yes, boys and girls, Dick Cheney’s gay daughter is pregnant. Good for her. Bad for the republicans.
The best quote is off an article, which says:
“Family Pride, which advocates on behalf of gay and lesbian families, noted that Virginia last month became one of 27 states with a constitutional amendment banning same-sex marriage.
“Unless they move to a handful of less restrictive states, Heather will never be able to have a legal relationship with her child,” said Family Pride executive director Jennifer Chrisler.
“The couple “will quickly face the reality that no matter how loved their child will be. … he or she will never have the same protections that other children born to heterosexual couples enjoy,” Chrisler said. “Grandfather Cheney will no doubt face a lifetime of sleepless nights as he reflects on the irreparable harm he and his administration have done to the millions of American gay and lesbian parents and their children.”"
I always think hatred and prejudice are bred on ignorance. By literally brining the issue home to the Cheney family (you can ignore an adult child’s relationship, but you can’t ignore your cute grandkid!) they really will have to live with the 6 years they have spent as an administration, regularly stripping away the rights of a loved one.
Prior to this, I thought his daughter was a big sell out. I still do, but now I sympathize for her. She does not have an easy road ahead.
And thanks to this administration, her and her family have very little in terms of rights. And that’s the greatest shame of all….
On a personal note, I love reading the Right comments about the necessity of a mother -father. Thing is, half of our marriages end in divorce. So there goes 50% of their constituency and the “stable household” they hold up as the paragon. Also, it assumes the omnipotence of both father and mother, assumes that every mother and every father, is good. And we know that is not the case.
So I think the right clue in to reality, and focus on more important issues, like global warming, our burgeoning debt and our young people dying in the middle east. Because the way we’re going, we’re not leaving much of a world to hand over to their precious 2 parent households.