Weekend update.

Busy weekend – we had dinner with my parents, who are back from the west coast, at the house on Friday night, chinese takeout. On Saturday, I had a guitar lesson and hung out with Megan for a bit on Saturday afternoon. Sunday, we went olympic weightlifting where I’m still practicing my cleans and later in the day we spoke with Felix who is most likely going to be living with us next year. Sunday dinner was cancelled because folks are – sick, recovering from surgery and/or out of town. As these things go….

I get melancholy during the run up to the holidays and probably through the holidays themselves. Such an emphasis on family fun, happiness and gratefulness, I’m always on the grinch-y side. It doesn’t help, the darkening days and the unfortunate state of the world. One can’t help feeling like one spent all this time building a beautiful diorama out of construction paper, pinecones, popsicle sticks and then having people walk by, stomp all over it and then call you an idiot and then walk away leaving you bewildered. And these are people who are supposed to be your friends, family or neighbors. Besides the stomping, this time of year, I always miss people who are no longer in my life for various reasons and feel sorry for myself.

Anyways, I turn back to my own diorama. I’ve long turned to nature – look at my venus fly trap, happily making new red tinged traps – ready for the errant fly in our warming winters – to come by.

Jeremy has turned to modest home repairs, putting in a timer for our bathroom vent.

I’ve filled my life with music and fiber arts. I’m singing and playing the guitar regularly – badly and off key all the time. But it’s OK, right and also doing a crochet blanket that will take a lifetime. It’s OK if it takes a lifetime. And we move on.