Jeans and Sneakers

I was in a pretty crummy mood when I left work today. Mostly because I’m super clingy this week and I knew my boyfriend would be home late, and partially because I’m constantly stressed out about what I’m going to do with my job and what not. But as I was driving home, I got stuck in traffic, and decided to turn on the radio (I seem to only put on the radio if I get stuck in traffic now. It’s weird. I used to have it on all the time, and now I only want it on when I’m bored in traffic.), and found a station that’s already playing non stop christmas music. WOO HOO!!

I’m not a big fan of what christmas has become, and that’s mostly why I write it with a lowercase c. Christmas is no longer about Christ, if it ever really was to begin with. . .I’m not going to go there. I ignore what I dislike about the holiday, and embrace the good will that some people actually do bring forward this time of year. Everyone hates christmas. It’s “cool” to hate christmas. Eff that, I love christmas. I love seeing people’s reactions to the presents I have found for them/have made for them. I love how even though most of the time families are grudging, during this time of the year, a lot of them come together and try to forgive and forget at least for a little while.

Anyway, so the music definitely brightened my mood. Even though some of the songs bring tears to my eyes (that’s just me basking in some musical beauty. . .I can’t help it, I grew up on Phantom of the Opera, of course I appreciate beautiful music), I felt better right away.

Last night I got an email from an aunt I have that I’ve never met. My dad said I should email her when I first made my website, because she’s an entrepeneur, and might have some good advice for me. Well, that was a couple of months ago, and I sent out the awkward email (uh. . . hi, this is Herb’s daughter, he said I should email you. . .), and didn’t really think about it after that. Well I forgot that they live in New Orleans, and they just got my email yesterday, since they had to evacuate for Katrina, and then when they came back they had to fix their house and try to get things in order. . .they only just checked their email.

How wonderful to hear from her though!! She sounds like a fantastically warm woman, and I wonder why I’ve never met her before. I just wrote her back today, and I hope she doesn’t mind. She asked me questions and I rambled on like my mom. (Kind of like I’m doing now, but you’re choosing to read my blog so haha on you!)

I’m also proud of myself today because I came home and put away the laundry, and cleaned out Turbo’s cage. Now I just have to decide if I’m going to eat anything tonight. It’s so yucky out, I don’t want to go get anything. :[

Edit: And my mom did call me today. I guess she’s feeling guilty. She called to ask me if there was anything wrong, because she said she felt like something was amiss when I left the house last night. And then she asked me if I was upset with her because I had to go out of my way to pick up my things from her house. I wonder if she’ll ever understand what she does to people.
Edit edit: I just read over what I wrote, and now I feel bad for giving my mother the cold shoulder around christmas time. You know what though? Even the nicest people need a break from those who won’t learn sometimes. :[