Bil and I didn't go home this year for the holidays--it's an expensive and lengthy process and he couldn't get the time off of work this year. We had a nice Christmas, but the whole time, I kept wondering what happened to my Christmas spirit. Normally, I really love Christmas -- I like decorating and wrapping presents that I know people will enjoy, and I like putting together stockings for Bil and the cats (don't judge). I have been in quite a funk lately.... It's been a tough couple of months in many ways. Bil's great for putting up with my misanthropic desire to never leave the house. It's not that I don't love my friends; I do--they keep me sane--but I don't want to see anyone or do anything but sit around and knit and watch TV (don't judge!). And not working this past month hasn't helped the lack of communication with the outside world thing.
My whole family is up in the mountains this week, skiing and snowboarding. I really wish I could have gone up there with them. I really miss skiing. And my family. It's been a hard year.
And like every time the family goes up to the mountains to ski, there is a calamity. Last time, there was a huge blizzard that kept us all off the mountain and in our cabin for the entire week we were there. The time before, everyone was injured (except my mom and me because we're perfect).
I got a call from my mom last night. My youngest brother (only 14) broke his arm snowboarding. My brothers are prone to broken bones -- arms in particular. But this one was the worst I've seen in my family. "Seen?" you say. Yes... because my sister posted his x-rays on Facebook™ where they belong. This was his arm before the 2.5 hour surgery to insert pins into it (note the fracture):
He spend the night in the hospital. Poor kid. And now he's on Vicodin. Great.
So here's to a better year than last year. Please no death, no destruction, no crazy shit this year, please. Just onward and upward. and maybe grad school. Maybe.
That is all.
1 comment:
Happy 200, babe, and happy 2008!
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