It is officially 2005, yes, the obvious does not elude me
Some reflections on the new year before sleep carries me off.
This has been a year of great changes for me and in fact things just keep changing. I like the idea of embracing change, and indeed, sometimes I feel like I like to make waves just to rock the proverbial boat, to feel that I am alive and not being sucked into some zombie-like amnesiac comfort zone in which everything must be as it always has, but the caveat is, of course, that you should be careful what you wish for.
December 31- January 1:
New Job = sleeping alone (or rather being chased around the bed by only the wild and crazy girl that I like to sleep with:)
November 25:
Hosted my first "official" grown-up Thanksgiving and lost my turkey virginity with Kirsten.
October 8:
Started officially writing again... yes, I know that most of it is crap, but I think that there are a few gems here and there too.
Also, incidentally, started blogging and forcing myself to learn technological poo (a little) which is not always intuitive, but rather satisfying when I get something right.
September 23:
Started grad school! Started freaking out and making mess of my personal life:( Met some really great people who I will love ad infinitum, leading to the discovery of a few things about myself that had been repressed or opressed or compressed or depressed...
August 14:
Moved into our first California apartment. Was fooled briefly by its large size. Built lots of furniture from Ikea. Removed lots of stuff from U-haul storage. Avoided violent altercation with the on-site manager and Miguel. The guy was a bigoted ass, but we were late...
July 13:
Packed up car and trailer and set out on the second cross country adventure of my short life. Tumult was foreshadowed by Isabella's emergency trip to the hospital at 9 in the morning having split the skin above her eye-brow on the corner of my parent's stairwell. This was it, no more free babysitting so we could go to the movies... no more shabbat dinners... no more cleaning cat poop or shovelling driveways while others snorkeled in the carribean.
June 16:
Turned 26. Nothing terribly exciting, and a useless year... but the school year ended and I completed my tour of duty, setting up a nice AP program for the school.
May 23:
Went to Montreal to take Carrie and Noah for first time to Canada. Saw Diana and her beautiful baby boy, who mysteriously turned out several shades lighter than even me, and with blue eyes. Smoked mj procured outside the Metro station in the Sheraton with three small children and three young mothers and only one dad... suspiciously like a harem.
May 9:
Miguel graduated summa cum laude in graphic design with highest departmental awards. Pinna was there to see her son finally graduate from something! and with style. Visited Montreal with her. He began the permanent musical sculpture that he had been planning for over a year... We started doing things by ourselves, for better or worse.
February 20:
First air travel with child by myself, visited Mimi in Orlando, who looked like this was the end, but who sprung back upon change in meds! Then M. took the following week to visit with Z. (then in Toronto) by himself. This was a huge, huge step in our relationship... towards what, I am not sure, but it certainly implied massive restructuring.
January 16:
Got accepted into grad school! Yay! Plans of moving began, but waiting to hear from the other schools to make a decision.
December 31 - January 1: (ok, I can't lie, this is slightly a fictitious date just to make the cycle work... life is not as perfect as our renderings of it, it seems)
Escaped for the weekend sans fille to NY, NY - M.s first visit ever in all the time we lived on the east coast. Rekindled all but lost friendship with Jen - indeed seven years to not see someone who was such a huge part of your life is far too long proportionally...
As Joe, who I care deeply about, despite his bizarre and painful choice of president, and who actually spent New Year's with his wife and two sons and us and K. last year pointed out this afternoon... We have basically done everything you are not supposed to do all at once in a relationship, so if we make it through this, we can make it through anything. I see a lot of faith in that statement, but faith and truth are two very different things. I do believe we are going for another round on the ferris-wheel, and that no one can really promise anything of the future, but I am trying to live as well as I can in the present.
New Year's eve with wonderful friends, tried Tri-tip at the neighbor's after all. Delicious in all its red-meatiness... Ate too many sweets, laughed quite a bit. It is amazingly beautiful that human nature is so very human, regardless of the who and the where and the how... We are all in this thing together and I want to wish everyone one thing for the new year, and that is Peace.
This has been a year of great changes for me and in fact things just keep changing. I like the idea of embracing change, and indeed, sometimes I feel like I like to make waves just to rock the proverbial boat, to feel that I am alive and not being sucked into some zombie-like amnesiac comfort zone in which everything must be as it always has, but the caveat is, of course, that you should be careful what you wish for.
December 31- January 1:
New Job = sleeping alone (or rather being chased around the bed by only the wild and crazy girl that I like to sleep with:)
November 25:
Hosted my first "official" grown-up Thanksgiving and lost my turkey virginity with Kirsten.
October 8:
Started officially writing again... yes, I know that most of it is crap, but I think that there are a few gems here and there too.
Also, incidentally, started blogging and forcing myself to learn technological poo (a little) which is not always intuitive, but rather satisfying when I get something right.
September 23:
Started grad school! Started freaking out and making mess of my personal life:( Met some really great people who I will love ad infinitum, leading to the discovery of a few things about myself that had been repressed or opressed or compressed or depressed...
August 14:
Moved into our first California apartment. Was fooled briefly by its large size. Built lots of furniture from Ikea. Removed lots of stuff from U-haul storage. Avoided violent altercation with the on-site manager and Miguel. The guy was a bigoted ass, but we were late...
July 13:
Packed up car and trailer and set out on the second cross country adventure of my short life. Tumult was foreshadowed by Isabella's emergency trip to the hospital at 9 in the morning having split the skin above her eye-brow on the corner of my parent's stairwell. This was it, no more free babysitting so we could go to the movies... no more shabbat dinners... no more cleaning cat poop or shovelling driveways while others snorkeled in the carribean.
June 16:
Turned 26. Nothing terribly exciting, and a useless year... but the school year ended and I completed my tour of duty, setting up a nice AP program for the school.
May 23:
Went to Montreal to take Carrie and Noah for first time to Canada. Saw Diana and her beautiful baby boy, who mysteriously turned out several shades lighter than even me, and with blue eyes. Smoked mj procured outside the Metro station in the Sheraton with three small children and three young mothers and only one dad... suspiciously like a harem.
May 9:
Miguel graduated summa cum laude in graphic design with highest departmental awards. Pinna was there to see her son finally graduate from something! and with style. Visited Montreal with her. He began the permanent musical sculpture that he had been planning for over a year... We started doing things by ourselves, for better or worse.
February 20:
First air travel with child by myself, visited Mimi in Orlando, who looked like this was the end, but who sprung back upon change in meds! Then M. took the following week to visit with Z. (then in Toronto) by himself. This was a huge, huge step in our relationship... towards what, I am not sure, but it certainly implied massive restructuring.
January 16:
Got accepted into grad school! Yay! Plans of moving began, but waiting to hear from the other schools to make a decision.
December 31 - January 1: (ok, I can't lie, this is slightly a fictitious date just to make the cycle work... life is not as perfect as our renderings of it, it seems)
Escaped for the weekend sans fille to NY, NY - M.s first visit ever in all the time we lived on the east coast. Rekindled all but lost friendship with Jen - indeed seven years to not see someone who was such a huge part of your life is far too long proportionally...
As Joe, who I care deeply about, despite his bizarre and painful choice of president, and who actually spent New Year's with his wife and two sons and us and K. last year pointed out this afternoon... We have basically done everything you are not supposed to do all at once in a relationship, so if we make it through this, we can make it through anything. I see a lot of faith in that statement, but faith and truth are two very different things. I do believe we are going for another round on the ferris-wheel, and that no one can really promise anything of the future, but I am trying to live as well as I can in the present.
New Year's eve with wonderful friends, tried Tri-tip at the neighbor's after all. Delicious in all its red-meatiness... Ate too many sweets, laughed quite a bit. It is amazingly beautiful that human nature is so very human, regardless of the who and the where and the how... We are all in this thing together and I want to wish everyone one thing for the new year, and that is Peace.
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