He’s beautiful!

All of my friends have scattered to the winds. Hurtful things were apparently said and done, and no one’s taking it very well.

I can’t help but feel winter has everything to do with it. The demonic force that is lack of light, intense cold and shitty shoppers shoving you into shelves when all you need is a damn roll of TP has taken over. It sucks people’s energy and drains them of their positivity. It becomes really easy to ignore the other person’s feelings or let your own sadness envelope you when even getting out requires fighting with people you don’t even know.

On top of that, the holidays suck. They’re stressful, they’re lonely and they’re crowded. You have so much shit to get done. Just you. Your family has their own shit to do. You’re alone and yet you’re surrounded by a bunch of jerks that you’d rather explode than ever be around again (read: shoppers, drivers, in-laws). It has to be the most lonely, stiffling season of the entire year. Add to it that you’re spending more money than you’ve spent on your whole year’s mortgage, and you understand why December has the highest number of suicides for the entire year. Everyone’s sad and I’m sad for them.

I miss my friends. I miss my happy, snarky group of mommies that all loved making eachother crazy. I hope that after this winter passes, we can all re-absorb a little sun and sanity, make our amends and get on with normalcy. I mean, who else will I get to thrill with discussions of boob rot & jungle muffs?

From the the LA, I was given the leg. The major Italian award from the greatest Christmas movie ever and, since I am a selfish and lazy mofo, I am going to keep it for myself so that I don’t have to remember who got it and who didn’t.

Thank you, LA, I’m off to place it in the window until Eric jealously, accidently knocks it over.

Girl’s Doogal was born July 5th, 2007 at 11:29pm. Just in time to see his grandma. I’m incredibly happy for her. Congratulations!

Because we need to support one other.