Otay not really.
Although I personally go by the Jewish new year of April 1st (long story), everyone else believes that at 12:00 o'clock midnight tonight is when 2008 rings in. So if thats they case then so be it.
I'm lying down here listening to Tycho's 'Daydream' and mellowing out after a day shopping up at that mall in the Pocono's (I think it's called Strouds Mall). Tomorrow morning I head back to NY and to my own bed! I have so much mess to clean up at home and I am going to miss the clean and organizational structure of Andria's home.
I wish I can sit and reflect on this year but honestly 2007 came and went by so quickly, and I feel too lazy to even put my brain down memory lane right now. Besides only negative things come to mind right now and I want to give myself some time to focus on the highlights of this year for me. Maybe when I get home tomorrow I will have a good post thought up.
In the meantime I have to pack, and tonight Andria has to work (can you believe that?!), so I'm on baby duty until the AM. I will be ringing in the 'New Year' with myself and a 11 month old. Joy. It could be much worse. I could be completely alone like how I have spent many a New year.
The year 2008 scares me a bit. Another year closer to the end, the fulfilling of prophesies and another year added onto how old this earth is. 1 more year closer to the complete end of things (no, I am not crazy).
I guess I'll see ya in '08. Happy New year every body.
First off: Happy Christmas you bastards!
I'm blogging from Pennsylvania. I like it here. In fact I love it. Andria has been such a great hostess and I feel so spoiled. I like when I can come visit a house and be completely comfortable and free to walk around and be at ease. She put the softest sheets on the bed in the guest room I am staying in, made dinner, took me to shop a bit and I'm invited to a big holiday dinner party with her family tomorrow. I wont know anybody and I feel a bit weird (I didn't know about it before I came), but she told me everyone gets crazy and has a lot of fun, plus there'll be lots of food, so I'm down. The only draw back of being here is that they have slightly hard water (I've made it clear how much I hate hard water before), and I can no longer find the Dove Moisture Mist which is the only thing that saves me hair from drying out.
I would really like to live here. It's icy and cold just like how I remembered it, and I'm all about that. The house it very cool and not stuffy and warm which I hate. All yards and lots are blanketed in ice fit enough to skate on. Andria has 3 acres of land in her backyard that I plan to slip and slide on before I head back to NYC. Oh how I wish I could stay here. If I can find work here I will kiss NY goodbye.
I will probably blog about tomorrows events, if I am not too drunk to remember. In either case this holiday is turning out to be a lot better then last years for sure. I am truly in a happy place right now.
I know I have been a bag blogger. I am just going through one of those phases where you don't really have much to write about anymore. This is why I have never been successful at keeping a journal when I was younger. There would be too many many lapses in time and it would annoy me at a later time when I wanted to reread it.
My mother and I have been fighting a lot more of late, nothing serious but just petty stupid stuff that reflects the more underlying deep issues within our strained relationship. The issues between our family is that shes knows she made a lot of mistakes, but she feels that a half hearted apology for putting us through a lot of drama is enough to make up for lost years. She hasn't done much to try and repair the damage that has been done. My sister and I am not close with her at all. I've just been humbling myself and biting my tongue alot for peace in the house.
This holiday has been a drag but it could be a lot worse I know that. I only bought 2 gifts for 2 people this year and that's all I care to give gifts to right now. After my horrible holiday last year I really had no intentions of doing anything at all this year but sleep. It's sad really because the Christmas season was the season I looked forward to the most when I was a little girl. My trip down to Pennsylvania for Christmas is confirmed and Andria will be picking me up early Monday morning. I plan to spend a couple of days with her and look after her son Nathan, and hopefully come back up next weekend for church. I am grateful to be out of the house and the city for a few days.
Although there is no biblical evidence or scriptures that state that Jesus Christ was born on the 25th of December, Christmas is a time for me of reflection and appreciation. I have no problem having a nice dinner and exchanging gifts, but it is more of a reflection of the past year and putting a bright perspective on the next. Our home isn't decorated with Santa's and a Christmas tree, but we make the best of the season by the warmth of love and fellowship. I hope you all enjoy your Holiday season and remember just being with your family or the person you love is enough in and of it self to be grateful for.
And make sure you grab all jump on all those sales.
As a matter of fact my sister and her friend Marcia and her sister are going to jack up our local Target and hang out tomorrow, just to have some fun.
And try ONE last time to find the organic leave in conditioner from Whole Foods, that people keep buying out!
Peace out ya'll!
This is my unofficial husband. I love him. I want to make our nearly 3 year relationship legal. He's gay but we can work it out. We can have a prenuptial agreement that can let him have his boyfriends with his only duty to be on call arm candy, bed warmer and knock me up with our love child. That is all.
Gah, I'm so glad I am able to type this blog post. Last week I routinely walked over to to my window sill in my bedroom to check on Patches, but this time I tripped over my laptops power cord. I use my laptop on my bed which unfortunately strings the power cord in the walkway between my bed, dresser and bookcase. I have tripped on it before, but being so anally careful, I have always caught myself as soon as I felt it hitch on my foot. This time I lost my balance and my laptop jerked and slid toward the floor. The side of my leg pinned it against the bed as I froze, but when I turned around to grab it and put it back on the bed, it slipped and fell the 4 inches it was away from the ground. For someone who doesn't have a back up hard drive and whose 4 year warranty expired this year April, you have no idea what my heart did when the screen went black. I immediately said a prayer, picked it up and pushed the power button. Thankfully it loaded fine and my computer has no damage. But the AC adapter shot straight to hell, with the green light going out and a weird buzzing sound was coming from it. With my laptop now running solely on it's battery, within 2 hours it was dead. I had just enough time to call Dell for a new one, and then end up buying one on eBay for $30 less (and if anyone knows Dell you know that most of my time was spent on that phone trying to explain to someone who barely spoke English, that restarting my computer and going into start, menu, settings, delete, escape, windows files, your momma and the monkey were not going to bring my power cord to life).
I had an early bedtime that night. I have no idea why my power cord wanted to light up and WORK all of a sudden last night AFTER the new one came, but thats another story.
I was so happy see our first snowfall for the year on the 1st day of December (how ironic, right?). It didn't stick, but it was sooo nice to see. I was out in Harlem last night and it started to snow again as I headed out the bus to M.A.C on 125st. With all the tree's and Christmas lights on the street, I was really starting to feel the holiday spirit. You know... that warm fuzzy feeling inside that makes you want to bundle up with blanket with a slice of pumpkin pie and hot chocolate by a cozy fire while being sexually molested under said blanket by your boo. Anyway the snow flakes were alot thicker and more defined last night to the point where they were sticking in my eyes and blinding me, but it only left a thin icy sheet which melted this morning. Of course it didn't melt away without providing some form of entertainment, making everyone doing the Souljah Boy dance while trying to walk on the street (you know, the whole slipping and sliding to the left and.... forget it, it was supposed to be funny). I am looking for the big blizzard that leaves mounds of heaping dirty snow on the corners. Then I'll be happy.
I have no idea how enjoyable this holiday season is going to be. Last year I spent Christmas arguing with my mother and sister, to the point where I got ill. And I was the only one who gave people presents. I didn't get SHIT. This year I may cook, but only because I want to. Or I may go to Pennsylvania to spend it with a lovely lady and her baby and husband I met when I went to FL this summer. As much as I would like that, I am one of those weird people that can't spend the holidays anywhere else but home. Not only does it feel weird, but it feel likes it's someone else's holiday and not yours. It doesn't feel the same if your not in your own home with your own blanket and the stuff your familiar with. Is anyone else like that?
Anyways I'm going to go stuff my face. Oh I have a post coming up about stuff from M.A.C., I'm just too lazy to get to it now.
Peace!
