This year I sent out gifts and cards like never, ever before. I sent to people not on my list. I have no idea why. I guess it’s a simple as I saw something, it made me think of you, so I sent it your way. I would wonder how these OutOfTheBlue presents would be received. Would they even be received? I couldn’t help but wonder. I couldn’t help but care. I had no idea. Like messages in bottles I sent out my goodwill not knowing how anything would end up. I’m insecure so of course I wondered. Like a shipwrecked sailor I wanted my bottles to not only arrive somewhere safely, but I wanted their messages to be taken seriously because I was serious…Here’s what I know now:
This was how my blog for 12/23/06 was supposed to go. I was going to babble about the care I feel for people I barely know. Then, last night happened. Why go on about people who barely factor into my life – who barely blip on my radar screen when things like last night happen? Combine cappuccino, snaking the drain, family “fun” with barely keeping it together and an even better story is born.
It had started out as a pretty rough trip home. Exhausted, dirty and frustrated I couldn’t stop ranting, raving and complaining like a lunatic about the things I always seem to leave behind. All because I am stupid. Stooo-pid. I swear I need professional help, hypnosis, and shock therapy to cure what ails me. Seriously. My already busy sister has to come to my rescue..again. The miles went by and if I wasn’t seething I was sleeping. Trapped in the truck with me, I’m sure it was a tedious, tiresome drive home for my husband.
I had almost run out of bitching steam when we met up with R & C for a show that wasn’t. Upon seeing them (and fueled by the thought of a new audience), I caught my second wind and so launched into a repeat performance of disgust. I couldn’t stop talking ranting. C countered with crazy stories of his own and soon had me laughing.
Why blog about the barely anybodies in my life when J & I can meet up with someone who has known me for 20+ years and make every embarrassing instance laughable? R & C offered advice and had me crying with fill-the-room laughter. I love these guys.