Monday, November 26, 2012
Saturday, November 24, 2012
givingtaking, my favorite time of year!
let's just ignore the fact that the pilgrims totally
took advantage of the natives' welcoming hearts
and focus on the important part of this historic day.
yes, yes, gluttony is my favorite deadly sin so
how can i not be in love with this bullshit holiday?
besides, america is the only country where you can
stampede into a store and trample people the day after
you give thanks for whatever it is you feel thankful for.
america, for the win!
anyway, this year's thankstaking was a pretty busy one. my parents', my grandma's, sean's dad's and then we went to drop off t-day food to our friend bernadette's since she worked a double (bless her soul, it ain't t-day without good food and great company) and then went to our friends' the ramboyongs to say hello and watch a documentary on the court rivalry of larry bird and earvin "magic" johnson--that was a really good documentary! i'm kind of sad we left before we could finish it. and can i just say that black friday is completely overrated? because it really is. DOWN WITH CAPITALISM AND BULLSHIT CONSUMERISM!!! then we headed over to sean's mom's for dinner and ended up getting sucked into a twilight marathon with his little siblings (they popped my Twilight cherry, haha).
now, it's saturday but it feels like a sunday and my sense of time is really skewed. i think i gained twenty pounds from being a gluttonous fool but i was seriously in heaven. i'm really excited for thankstaking dinner over at sean's step-father's family's later on today and i'm seriously excited about this cheddar-spam, rice and eggs i'm about to cook. and then we're gonna watch some more twilight (eclipse and breaking dawn pt. 1) back over at the mccall's and i guess tomorrow noon we're gonna watch the second part in theaters??
maybe it's because i was pretty drunk on beaucoup vino,
but i really didn't mind the twilight movies so much, haha.
Posted by Unknown at 1:26 PM
Thursday, November 15, 2012
i went to go see my parents and my little brother today after work. i don't think i ever fully realized just how much time has passed--looking at the three of them, it hit me that we're all aging. my fourteen year old brother is going through adolescence, i'm here learning how to shed the foolishness of youth, my father (who used to stand defiant and full of strength) is now aged and his back isn't so rigidly straight anymore, and my mother, the matriarch, tired and wise all at the same time. it seems so strange, because to my eyes they still look like they're in their late thirties, early forties, but every now and then i'll catch a glimpse of the years they weathered. i guess we as our parents' children have a fixed perception of this thing called time when it comes to our family--we forget that as we grow, so do our makers.
right now, i'm trying to figure out how to deal with this realization, especially since my father's ill. seeing him, this man who would strike so much fear into my intimidated heart, seeing him so thin and vulnerable...i never thought he'd ever seem so small to me. ever. in my life. and being faced with this, that looming thought that i subconsciously ignore hits me like lightning: my parents are human. and they age right along with me. and honestly, they may not have much longer.
to imagine a world without the very people who brought you into this world, who raised you, taught you from right and wrong, who provided for you, sacrificed so much for you, who give and give and give and give.. i'd be lying if i said that i'm not horribly and utterly frightened by it.
to be honest, i'm scared shitless.
Posted by Unknown at 5:56 PM
Monday, November 12, 2012
Friday, November 9, 2012
a few months ago, i helped out my friend chris hawley with stylings and such on an album cover photoshoot for the band indian school. for those of you who haven't heard of them, they were formerly audio karate, and i'm sure that band name throws you back into the golden days of indie rock, when girls had big hair and raccoon-lined eyes and the boys wore tight shirts and even tighter jeans.
Posted by Unknown at 8:19 AM