I'm having a tough time this year figuring out what to buy people and then I got what I think is a great idea for the grown-ups. All of my sibs have everything they'd want or need so I've decided from now on that I'm only going to give things that can be used up. So, this year I'm thinking of giving artisanal cheese packages. Williams Sonoma have them for different countries -- America, France, Italy, Britain, and Spain -- and they look great so, I'm going to get them each one from their fave countries (sister = Britain, bro #2 = France and bro #3 = Italy).
I think that will go over well. They all love cheese.
Or am I nuts?
Friday, December 07, 2007
Thursday, December 06, 2007
December 5, 2007 - Miscellanea
My younger brother (Henry) and his second wife (Sheila) are supposedly getting a divorce. This is the sister-in-law that I do not like because she has always treated his children from his first marriage awfully. The funny thing is, his reasons for divorcing her are all the reasons I’ve given him over the last 10 years (and which he has disregarded) for why I don’t like her.
Apparently he has had an epiphany at the hands of an acquaintance who, while staying at his house, pulled him aside to warn him that she was about to tell off Sheila for the way she was treating my nephew. Henry told the house guest that he would take care of her and he pulled Sheila aside to tell her to back off and this turned into a huge fight which resulted in Sheila disappearing for 3 days.
Suddenly all of the things that my entire family (I’m not the only one who dislikes her) have been saying for years and years and which have been ignored are realized and too much to bear.
But . . . I’ll believe it when I see it. Over the course of the 10 years they’ve been together (7 dating; 3 married) they’ve split up about 4 times so . . . we’ll see.
I’ve been too busy to get my hair cut lately and it is almost down to the small of my back/top of my butt which . . . disgusts me. I couldn’t bear my bangs any longer so I hacked the heck out of them this weekend. I miscalculated and they came out way short. While in the office today, a woman that I work with came into my office to give me a card and when she saw me she asked what I’d done differently with my hair. I pointed out that I’d hacked off my bangs and she said, “I like it. You know that you have the most beautiful eyes and with your bangs that short, you can really, really see them.” and . . . it had an odd effect on me.
For one thing, I don’t really get along with this woman and it kinda threw me that she paid me a compliment. For another thing, for some reason it made my mind go off on this abstract tangent about looks and compliments and such that at the time was intriguing to me but, I now can’t remember the thread.
I’m not really ready for Xmas this year. I keep sitting down to shop on the web but my mind goes blank and I can’t think of what to get anyone and I end up walking away feeling like I really need to get it done.
I got dragged to a Warrior’s basketball game tonight with my brother, a friend of his, and my nephew. My brother’s friend ran into his boss at this function and the old fellow decided to get a ride home with us. He was nice enough but when he shook my hand he almost crushed it and wouldn’t let go of it and I wanted to say, “Dude, give it a rest. Let go of my hand.” But I didn’t. I thought about pulling it away from him but didn’t think I actually could. He had that tight a hold on it. My nephew and I had Indian food while at the game and when we all got into the car to leave, I burped (discreetly) but BOY DID IT STINK. My brother looked at me and mouthed, “What the fuck?” and I started laughing and couldn’t stop. After that, my nephew burped a couple of times and same thing, stink city. I think my brother was embarrassed and appalled but . . . I couldn’t stop laughing.
Mmmmm . . . that’s about it for now.
Over and out.
Apparently he has had an epiphany at the hands of an acquaintance who, while staying at his house, pulled him aside to warn him that she was about to tell off Sheila for the way she was treating my nephew. Henry told the house guest that he would take care of her and he pulled Sheila aside to tell her to back off and this turned into a huge fight which resulted in Sheila disappearing for 3 days.
Suddenly all of the things that my entire family (I’m not the only one who dislikes her) have been saying for years and years and which have been ignored are realized and too much to bear.
But . . . I’ll believe it when I see it. Over the course of the 10 years they’ve been together (7 dating; 3 married) they’ve split up about 4 times so . . . we’ll see.
I’ve been too busy to get my hair cut lately and it is almost down to the small of my back/top of my butt which . . . disgusts me. I couldn’t bear my bangs any longer so I hacked the heck out of them this weekend. I miscalculated and they came out way short. While in the office today, a woman that I work with came into my office to give me a card and when she saw me she asked what I’d done differently with my hair. I pointed out that I’d hacked off my bangs and she said, “I like it. You know that you have the most beautiful eyes and with your bangs that short, you can really, really see them.” and . . . it had an odd effect on me.
For one thing, I don’t really get along with this woman and it kinda threw me that she paid me a compliment. For another thing, for some reason it made my mind go off on this abstract tangent about looks and compliments and such that at the time was intriguing to me but, I now can’t remember the thread.
I’m not really ready for Xmas this year. I keep sitting down to shop on the web but my mind goes blank and I can’t think of what to get anyone and I end up walking away feeling like I really need to get it done.
I got dragged to a Warrior’s basketball game tonight with my brother, a friend of his, and my nephew. My brother’s friend ran into his boss at this function and the old fellow decided to get a ride home with us. He was nice enough but when he shook my hand he almost crushed it and wouldn’t let go of it and I wanted to say, “Dude, give it a rest. Let go of my hand.” But I didn’t. I thought about pulling it away from him but didn’t think I actually could. He had that tight a hold on it. My nephew and I had Indian food while at the game and when we all got into the car to leave, I burped (discreetly) but BOY DID IT STINK. My brother looked at me and mouthed, “What the fuck?” and I started laughing and couldn’t stop. After that, my nephew burped a couple of times and same thing, stink city. I think my brother was embarrassed and appalled but . . . I couldn’t stop laughing.
Mmmmm . . . that’s about it for now.
Over and out.
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