my weekend
Nov. 11th, 2002 05:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elvendollFriday was an odd day
i was feeling off for most of it, and then, after sitting by my mom, she got up, and i just squished myself into a ball next to the armchair and fell asleep. i was bent over my own knees, with my head on the carpet. and i slept like that for almost two hours. when debbie came to try & wake me, i rolled over onto my side, and when my stepdad came in with a screaming abi, i crawled onto my parents bed and coccooned myself into their bedcover.
my mom woke me up around 10, i think, to have tea and it took another hour for me to become fully coherent.
tea ended up taking a lot longer then the promised/threatened five minutes, which was good.
and after that, i spent some time talking on the phone and reading, which was also good.
saturday i woke up around noon, head breakfast and got to putz around online for a few minutes before my stepdad got back from shul. then, pissy at being cut off, i stayed around my mom until it was time to get ready for the evening out.
each time this happens, you'd think we're going to cinderalla's ball or something - the level of commotion is unreal. and we've yet to have a departure without at least 2 screaming fights. luckily, i wasn't involved in any of them this time around, but its still on the nervewrecking side.
the party itself was good.
we came in rather early, and after feeling slightly intimidated by a mostly empty room with not enough people i was comfortable with, i found g. by the bar. being the token bachelor, he was quick to offer me a drink and i gladly took him up on the offer. he then scared debbie off by offering her booze and cigarettes (well, i may have scared her off with booze, too, as she didn't like the taste of my grateful dead *grin*) and then my grandfather and mother came by.
for the meal part of the party, i was sat away from my parents, but with friends of theirs i was comfortable with, so it was all good. and we kept going out to the bar and outside, which was also good.
amusing points from the night were my mom asking the bartender if abi looked like my daughter (to which the bartender said yet *shudder*), watching my mom (be buzzed enough to) dance, being asked to be invited to my wedding (ha!) by my stepdad's uncle (who offered a huge bouquet of roses as "motivation")
to everyone's surprise, abi really behaved throughout the evening, and lasted till the very end of the party, which may have been a first for her. scarily enough, she's got 2 more to last through this month, all at the same restaurant.
when we got home, i just popped online for a little bit and then, voluntarily, descended to the basement to crash out.
the plan for sunday was this: wake up at a reasonable hour so that i could take debbie to the movies, get back in time to spend time with family friends visiting from switzerland and then come back here at a reasonable hour. with this plan, i was losing time with abi, who goes to nap at 2ish, but i thought it would be ok, as i'd get to see my evil twin.
unfortunately, family politics got in the way, and my evil twin's arrival was postponed until it was too late for me to spend time with her. even more frustrating was the fact that my mom didn't bother to inform me of this in a timely fashion, so i lost time with abi and with k., which ended up really pissing me off and dampening both mine and my mom's evening.
i feel bad, because she couldn't help the family-politics stuff... but at the same time, the situation could have been resolved much more seamlessly, or, just keeping me informed would've kept me from getting upset at the change of plans. but such is life, right.
in the end, k. arrived as i was putting my shoes on and we played 20 questions for about 20 minutes before i left.
i drove back rather quickly... made it in three and a half hours, after a moderate traffic jam on the tappan zee.
when it comes to these trips to NJ, i am always happy to come home... to be on my own turf again and feel in control of my time. i can't fathom how my parents live the high-strung life that they do. but, i also wished that they lived closer, because i hate how big abi's gotten and know that its only getting worse.
this week i'll need to be good about keeping my ass in gear, which is kinda hard because its fucking dark out already *roars* i hatehatehate this time of the year. i hatehatehate being broken and having my afternoons stolen away from me.
</tempertantrum$gt;
less then a week till tori amos. two and a half weeks till san diego. i just wish that could cheer me up as much as it should.
i was feeling off for most of it, and then, after sitting by my mom, she got up, and i just squished myself into a ball next to the armchair and fell asleep. i was bent over my own knees, with my head on the carpet. and i slept like that for almost two hours. when debbie came to try & wake me, i rolled over onto my side, and when my stepdad came in with a screaming abi, i crawled onto my parents bed and coccooned myself into their bedcover.
my mom woke me up around 10, i think, to have tea and it took another hour for me to become fully coherent.
tea ended up taking a lot longer then the promised/threatened five minutes, which was good.
and after that, i spent some time talking on the phone and reading, which was also good.
saturday i woke up around noon, head breakfast and got to putz around online for a few minutes before my stepdad got back from shul. then, pissy at being cut off, i stayed around my mom until it was time to get ready for the evening out.
each time this happens, you'd think we're going to cinderalla's ball or something - the level of commotion is unreal. and we've yet to have a departure without at least 2 screaming fights. luckily, i wasn't involved in any of them this time around, but its still on the nervewrecking side.
the party itself was good.
we came in rather early, and after feeling slightly intimidated by a mostly empty room with not enough people i was comfortable with, i found g. by the bar. being the token bachelor, he was quick to offer me a drink and i gladly took him up on the offer. he then scared debbie off by offering her booze and cigarettes (well, i may have scared her off with booze, too, as she didn't like the taste of my grateful dead *grin*) and then my grandfather and mother came by.
for the meal part of the party, i was sat away from my parents, but with friends of theirs i was comfortable with, so it was all good. and we kept going out to the bar and outside, which was also good.
amusing points from the night were my mom asking the bartender if abi looked like my daughter (to which the bartender said yet *shudder*), watching my mom (be buzzed enough to) dance, being asked to be invited to my wedding (ha!) by my stepdad's uncle (who offered a huge bouquet of roses as "motivation")
to everyone's surprise, abi really behaved throughout the evening, and lasted till the very end of the party, which may have been a first for her. scarily enough, she's got 2 more to last through this month, all at the same restaurant.
when we got home, i just popped online for a little bit and then, voluntarily, descended to the basement to crash out.
the plan for sunday was this: wake up at a reasonable hour so that i could take debbie to the movies, get back in time to spend time with family friends visiting from switzerland and then come back here at a reasonable hour. with this plan, i was losing time with abi, who goes to nap at 2ish, but i thought it would be ok, as i'd get to see my evil twin.
unfortunately, family politics got in the way, and my evil twin's arrival was postponed until it was too late for me to spend time with her. even more frustrating was the fact that my mom didn't bother to inform me of this in a timely fashion, so i lost time with abi and with k., which ended up really pissing me off and dampening both mine and my mom's evening.
i feel bad, because she couldn't help the family-politics stuff... but at the same time, the situation could have been resolved much more seamlessly, or, just keeping me informed would've kept me from getting upset at the change of plans. but such is life, right.
in the end, k. arrived as i was putting my shoes on and we played 20 questions for about 20 minutes before i left.
i drove back rather quickly... made it in three and a half hours, after a moderate traffic jam on the tappan zee.
when it comes to these trips to NJ, i am always happy to come home... to be on my own turf again and feel in control of my time. i can't fathom how my parents live the high-strung life that they do. but, i also wished that they lived closer, because i hate how big abi's gotten and know that its only getting worse.
this week i'll need to be good about keeping my ass in gear, which is kinda hard because its fucking dark out already *roars* i hatehatehate this time of the year. i hatehatehate being broken and having my afternoons stolen away from me.
</tempertantrum$gt;
less then a week till tori amos. two and a half weeks till san diego. i just wish that could cheer me up as much as it should.
