Scratch that. Let's try again.
It's an interesting time of year. Holiday season and such. I went to the land of perpetual highlights, Coach bags, and James Avery jewelry (San Antonio, duh) and had quite a nice time. Yes, I just said that. I spent some QT with the original AG, and yep - I still think he hung the moon. Spent lots of QT with my pretty little niece and space-cadet nephew, and really really enjoyed hanging out with Hey Mama - the Jo. I don't mean to discount the time I spent with the rest of mi familia so don't get all offended, okeh?! (Sorry the SA was coming out for a second.)
Before I close out on the Thanksgiving tales, I must make mention of the "curse of Maclovio" - get ready, this is good. Long story short, according to one of the crazies and one of the elders of my fam, all the women in my family are cursed and can never be happy all because wayyy down the line someone was being shady. Surprise surprise. Apparently, my great great great great great (give or take a few greats) hooked up with her brother-in-law, got busted, and had to live out the rest of her days in an underground room beneath the family cornfield! Ok fine, the last part isn't true - but she did get busted and then had the heart of a scorned woman all the days of her life. Which was inevitably/supposedly passed down to my great great great, then my great great, then my great, then my grand, then my mom and aunts, and now is shining down on my sisters and I. Ummm, ok. The curse has to do with the women in our family never being happy in love, life, or just about anything. Riiiiiiiiight.
I'm not getting jiggy to that. Could be that I just have more of my dad's side of the family running through my veins. Not sure, but it did make for funny dessert chatter and DEFINITELY "How was your holiday?" talk when I got back to work after the long weekend. Oh and in case you are wondering, Maclovio was the dude. It's too bad he wasn't named Jose or Juan, really. I like the name Maclovio - I even thought of naming my future dog that just so I could call him "Mac". There goes that idea. Ugh hoes. Ugh manerve.
Next on the semi-dear-diary-eee agenda...
This is also an interesting time of year because of the boo-factor. Ladies and gents, I hate to break it to you, but you officially missed your break-up window. Now you're stuck with your boo (or booooooo) until at least February 21st. Yep, one week after Valentine's Day. Unless you're evil - in that case get your mind right! Karma will get you, just ask little ol' high school sophomore Mandy. lol I still feel 1/2 way bad about that. (just being honest)
But yeah, back to why this is interesting or in some cases awkward. If you are single, then you get to go to your work party alone or you become the rent-a-date for a friend - which I'm totally cool with btw. Then you have those "dah, I'm single during the holidays" moments. Lamesauce I know, but they happen - don't lie to yourself. Or if you do start to see sparks with someone around this time of year there is the whole Christmas gift - how much is too much - thing. Do you exchange gifts or not? Do you go with the "nice and thoughtful" gift or the "cute and thoughtful" gift. Yes, there is a difference, and it is usually most apparent on your bank statement. Or you can just avoid the situation entirely and hold off until NYE. The night I wait for every year! This is my absolute-can't-tell-me-nuthin-favorite day and holiday of the entire year. I've had some amazing Decemeber 31st's in my short little life.....I've also had some not so amazing ones. (Note to self: try not to get too carried away with the details like you did last year.) More on that and NYE in general later.
Back to the awks - if you hold off until NYE then you run the risk of having or not having that magic moment at midnight.....if you're into that kind of thing. I totally am, however I do realize that that solid minute and a half are often like the firecrackers you buy on the side of the highway - DUDS. (Sure, I'll include that story in the NYE post to come as well.)
Well I guess that's the gist of my "interesting time of year" schpeel - I mean I could go on and bring out more juice, but why? It's the most wonderful time of the year, right? RIGHT!
I have more "dear diary" dirt for ya, but honestly I'd rather go spend some time with my Black Friday purchases, yes my brain is mush right now. Again, just being honest. Judge me.
Well my dear diary-eee, 'tis all I got for now. Run along, sing loud, dance dirty, and go offend someone, will ya? HA! Totally kidding.....well kinda. Judge me again. Dah.
~A Charlie Gal
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