Saturday, Nov. 30, 2002
Holidantia
So, I had thanksgiving day... went to a pie party, where there were more.pies.than.god. I slept in a bit late, and then got up and make a quiche. I made a friggin' quiche and it was spectacular. It had leafy spinach, and bacon, and smoked gouda.... oh supah-yum. ans I made it... Yes, it was the anarcho-communist's recipie... but I just might make it at Christmas with the fam... largely becasue when one is in the kitchen... all the usual vices cannot get to you. They can't be greedy or wierd when you are cooking. Hell, they probably won't talk to you, and I'm Ok with that. My family is just fine, but I really don't like faking it. Never did. But I do fake it sometimes. If I didn't the conversation would go like this:
So Dear, How are you doing?
fine
Oh that's nice... I went golfing and look at my new watch, and I got this new ring, and someday they'll let us into the big country club, and cousin #1 will own hotels.
good.
So what have you been doing?
not much.
Oh that's nice. Cousin #5 is working on his cars, and Cousing #2 and the baby are doing well, though we don't talk about the mother since she and he are getting along only for the child and for holidays. And your dad and the other woman aren't going to show up. because they never do, becasue they always have better places to go. (subtext: bastards can't even ame time for family, always showing us up like that)
Note to self. Write a :What i want for christmas list.... or more exactly what I don't want for christmas:
No perfume
No earrings
No scented anything unless all natural
No "stuff" (I have plenty)
Nothing y'all would wear.
No music y'all woud listen to.
Nothing heavy, or fragile.
In short:
Toe socks and gift certificates.
(Target, Amazon.com, Ikea, Tradewinds products+ Pearl Art and Craft)
maybe a Grey V-neck wool sweater frm Jcrew men.
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