Desert Sand Mica

Whatever, just crash it Bob...


Today has been draining to some degree. Mark and I had to sit down and come up with some plans of action regarding a couple of midget issues, and then later we had to have another heart to heart about other stuff going on that was weighing heavy on me. I'm so lucky that he gives me free reign to completely speak my mind, he listens and responds like he's been listening, and then completely supports my decisions. I needed to explain to him that I was finding it a lot of hard work (and largely unfulfilling) to play nice with all people, all the time. I've felt lately that my true self was being judged and pecked to death, like a chicken! Primarily with close family issues, but in general too, regarding school, and getting a job...everything.

I was feeling like I had to play nice. He assured me that I don't have to, and that I can set all the rules in my life - and I feel better. Somewhat liberated. I feel like there will be a different aura around some of our more important issues, and I'm glad. I feel like he is totally committed to making this family a tight-knit cluster of respect and love that is virtually impenetrable. Don't worry about Christmas presents, that's the best thing I could have asked for.

It's almost time to get to bed and get our bodies ready for the feast of November. Millions of turkeys have sacrificed their lives and the lives of their loved ones to be a shining center on our tables tomorrow. And we will eat, and chew and swallow them because they are freakin yummy!!

Daniel might go to his dads tomorrow instead of my moms. That would be fine, it's just the two of them over there so I'm sure it would be nice having Daniel around. Mark is doing a late drop of the midget, so he could pick him up in the hills which works out just perfect. It will be fun to have Emma here on Thanksgiving this year, last year it wasn't Mark's turn to have her on the holiday, and the year before that we didn't celebrate with family, but stayed home and grilled steaks. I'm sure Emma will be the one laughing most hearty when my mom spills the gravy in her own lap again. lol - I just can't give that up!!


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