posted by
selkie at 07:22pm on 31/12/2006
This is not the coherent and extensive year-in-review post I'm sure I wanted to make, because I am extremely hopped up on the crappy cold medicine (Decongestant-Free! trumpets the packaging) you get when you have high blood pressure.
I can't believe a whole 'nother year has gone by, mostly.
A lot of things got better this year. I stopped being so awfully sad and emo about some stuff I'd been carrying around since college. You can't bring anybody back from the dead, so you may as well go on living, and you can't take back any of your choices, so you have to keep walking on the road that's in front of you; and sure, I've been telling myself that since back when everything happened, but I finally do believe it. It makes being happy a lot easier. I'm sure there are going to be days in 2007 when I need a truckload of Valium backed up to the loading dock, but it feels like they've been so much fewer and far between. Stuff... recedes.
I feel like I've found a family for myself (and everyone says you're supposed to feel pangs about your in-laws). I feel like I've finally found a way to talk to my mother.
I didn't get hardly any writing done, but I'm trying to work on that. Not while I'm on cold medicine, however, as apparently this morning I was talking to a slice of pizza. (The slice of pizza did not talk back.)
Happy new year, everyone. I hope the year to come brings peace, stability and good health to all of you.
I can't believe a whole 'nother year has gone by, mostly.
A lot of things got better this year. I stopped being so awfully sad and emo about some stuff I'd been carrying around since college. You can't bring anybody back from the dead, so you may as well go on living, and you can't take back any of your choices, so you have to keep walking on the road that's in front of you; and sure, I've been telling myself that since back when everything happened, but I finally do believe it. It makes being happy a lot easier. I'm sure there are going to be days in 2007 when I need a truckload of Valium backed up to the loading dock, but it feels like they've been so much fewer and far between. Stuff... recedes.
I feel like I've found a family for myself (and everyone says you're supposed to feel pangs about your in-laws). I feel like I've finally found a way to talk to my mother.
I didn't get hardly any writing done, but I'm trying to work on that. Not while I'm on cold medicine, however, as apparently this morning I was talking to a slice of pizza. (The slice of pizza did not talk back.)
Happy new year, everyone. I hope the year to come brings peace, stability and good health to all of you.
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And now, totally off the subject but I wanted to ask anyway, as you are the Real Cook in my f-list, what am I to do with the QUART of goose fat that came out of my New Year's Eve goose?
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Yes, stuff does recede: there is a Jacques Brel song that says: "on n'oublie rien, on s'habitue" and I think that's pretty much how it goes. You don't forget, but you learn to live with it.
2006 has been one hell of a year on this side of town, and I'm glad it's over. This year, I wish to find a weekend, or maybe even a few days, who knows, where I'll be able to see you guys. (I'm considering leaving the family behind -- shocking, I know *grins* -- to come spend a weekend with you. Would it be OK even if I came WITHOUT the girls?)
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I hope you (and the family, but this is a wish just for you) have a fulfilling new year that brings meaning and joy and lasting strength.
And your mom probably needs to have an accident involving the Seine and a passing tour boat, but I won't wish for that.