washed out with the Yule tide
It's been more than a month since I posted on this thing. Yeesh. The I'm-crazy-busy-with-the-big-holiday-show excuse expired the week after Thanksgiving, so I'm not sure why I haven't blathered here.
Of course, right after T-giving I got social for a while, spending the weekends in NJ. Played some marathon D&D, went to Glen Burtnik's Xmas Xtravaganza, hung out with friends.
I haven't been doing all that much holiday type stuff, though. (Xtravaganza not withstanding.) I'm not quite to the Grinch/Scrooge point (yet), but I'm having a hard time feeling merry about things. Rather than something to celebrate, Christmas is feeling more and more like just something else to deal with. I don't begrudge the rest of the world the joy of the season (although my patience with the shopper lemming traffic is wearing past thin); I just don't seem to be tapping into it myself.
Thing is, I can't easily skip Christmas. Too many family expectations. And that movie-and-Chinese-restaurant idea keeps looking better and better...
Of course, right after T-giving I got social for a while, spending the weekends in NJ. Played some marathon D&D, went to Glen Burtnik's Xmas Xtravaganza, hung out with friends.
I haven't been doing all that much holiday type stuff, though. (Xtravaganza not withstanding.) I'm not quite to the Grinch/Scrooge point (yet), but I'm having a hard time feeling merry about things. Rather than something to celebrate, Christmas is feeling more and more like just something else to deal with. I don't begrudge the rest of the world the joy of the season (although my patience with the shopper lemming traffic is wearing past thin); I just don't seem to be tapping into it myself.
Thing is, I can't easily skip Christmas. Too many family expectations. And that movie-and-Chinese-restaurant idea keeps looking better and better...
posted by Greg! | 6:25 PM
1 Comments:
Kathy's suggestion: Try baking.
I have no suggestion. But I have to say -- if you think holiday traffic is bad in PA, it's probably even worse where we are in Jersey. But even if it isn't, it feels worse, since I have very little confidence that I'm on the right road to get me where I expect to go at any given time.
My one navigational tool: If I'm in a jam, I'm probably heading toward a mall. Thing is, that could mean I'm ANYWHERE.
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