Thankfulness and a surprise RPF Thought
Nov. 27th, 2006 03:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
itsallovernowWent to MN for Thanksgiving to see the godchild and her parents. She's really at the perfect age - adorable and smart and affectionate, developing this devilish and totally silly sense of humor. She has vast passages of "My Neighbor Totoro" memorized and has a bento box with Totoro on it that she carries around and will dash through the house pretending to be Mei and stabbing things with her tiny chopsticks. She also had to patiently explain to me that my earrings were acorns and that they fell down the stairs. I'm so in love with her that it hurts to have left her there (particularly since she was quite willing to get on the airplane with me and had been coached to say she loved me and tell me not to leave. Her parents are evil, evil people and I love them very much.)
She also is able to paraphrase songs which cracks me up (despite a love of rhyme, she has decided that the second line of "Rebel, Rebel" is 'her face is dirty' instead of 'your face is a mess' - she undoubtedly hears the first one frequently.) Sh.(her mother) left us alone with her to go supervise the actors she was in charge of and when she came back she was a little less than thrilled to find that we'd stayed in the den and watched "My Name is Earl" and let the baby eat as much trail mix as she wanted while she snuggled with all of us. This is, of course, the reason why she's the mom and I am the godmother:)
My only regret is that I expected this sort of startling revelation from the trip - that I should move back to MN, that everything would be okay if I did, but mostly the trip left me with the fear that if I moved back, I'd no longer be able to hold onto that as something that would be a potential solution. Sigh, it's like the fear of success multiplied.
On to the thankful:
- I'm thankful for my family - for their love and support and delusions of my abilities and that they're relatively healthy this year, or at least have not gotten less healthy than previous years.
- I am thankful for my friends - virtual and tangible - who love and support me, who are kind and funny and brilliant and quirky and so amazingly generous with their time and energy that it makes me weep.
- I am thankful for art and science and regime change and hope.
- I am thankful that I am whole and healthy, educated and intelligent and compassionate, even if I am kind of a mess right now.
- I am thankful that Cat 1 and Cat 2 are whole and healthy and co-dependent.
- I am really fucking thankful to be employed even with my disastrous finances.
Lastly, fueled by a lot of "My Name is Earl", (I purchased the S1 boxset for Sh. and M. for Christmas because they don't have cable which means they don't have TV), and a lot of Beaujoulais Nouveau, I am thankful that I don't write RPF because if I did, I'd want to write RPF around Beau Bridges. (No, no, hear me out. See, Beau Bridges is both Earl's dad and General Landry on SG-1, and really who doesn't want to read an RPF about Beau Bridges having a bbq in LA and inviting his work friends and them coming by and drinking beer and Jason Lee convincing Ben Browder that if he can surf he can clearly skateboard and the two of them testing this theory on some of the hillier areas in the city, particularly those up near Mount Olympus which seems to house mostly noveau riche and Russian Mafia, but which would be most excellent for skateboarding if one was relatively proficient at stopping). Yes, I did take the beginnings of that thought (which started out innocently enough - Dude, I forgot Beau Bridges was Earl's dad!!) and went all the way to grown men skateboarding around LA. This would be less of a surprise if I didn't know too many grown men who still wanted to skateboard around LA.
She also is able to paraphrase songs which cracks me up (despite a love of rhyme, she has decided that the second line of "Rebel, Rebel" is 'her face is dirty' instead of 'your face is a mess' - she undoubtedly hears the first one frequently.) Sh.(her mother) left us alone with her to go supervise the actors she was in charge of and when she came back she was a little less than thrilled to find that we'd stayed in the den and watched "My Name is Earl" and let the baby eat as much trail mix as she wanted while she snuggled with all of us. This is, of course, the reason why she's the mom and I am the godmother:)
My only regret is that I expected this sort of startling revelation from the trip - that I should move back to MN, that everything would be okay if I did, but mostly the trip left me with the fear that if I moved back, I'd no longer be able to hold onto that as something that would be a potential solution. Sigh, it's like the fear of success multiplied.
On to the thankful:
- I'm thankful for my family - for their love and support and delusions of my abilities and that they're relatively healthy this year, or at least have not gotten less healthy than previous years.
- I am thankful for my friends - virtual and tangible - who love and support me, who are kind and funny and brilliant and quirky and so amazingly generous with their time and energy that it makes me weep.
- I am thankful for art and science and regime change and hope.
- I am thankful that I am whole and healthy, educated and intelligent and compassionate, even if I am kind of a mess right now.
- I am thankful that Cat 1 and Cat 2 are whole and healthy and co-dependent.
- I am really fucking thankful to be employed even with my disastrous finances.
Lastly, fueled by a lot of "My Name is Earl", (I purchased the S1 boxset for Sh. and M. for Christmas because they don't have cable which means they don't have TV), and a lot of Beaujoulais Nouveau, I am thankful that I don't write RPF because if I did, I'd want to write RPF around Beau Bridges. (No, no, hear me out. See, Beau Bridges is both Earl's dad and General Landry on SG-1, and really who doesn't want to read an RPF about Beau Bridges having a bbq in LA and inviting his work friends and them coming by and drinking beer and Jason Lee convincing Ben Browder that if he can surf he can clearly skateboard and the two of them testing this theory on some of the hillier areas in the city, particularly those up near Mount Olympus which seems to house mostly noveau riche and Russian Mafia, but which would be most excellent for skateboarding if one was relatively proficient at stopping). Yes, I did take the beginnings of that thought (which started out innocently enough - Dude, I forgot Beau Bridges was Earl's dad!!) and went all the way to grown men skateboarding around LA. This would be less of a surprise if I didn't know too many grown men who still wanted to skateboard around LA.
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Date: 2006-11-28 12:08 am (UTC)I'm thankful to have you around, although I worry about you, given your finances. {{hugs}}
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Date: 2006-11-28 12:37 am (UTC)And thank you dear. I worry about me too, but if I can hold out for a month or so, my finances should shake out to manageable if not stable. I'm going to start tutoring again which puts a kibosh on the novel, but there's that whole rent thing.
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Date: 2006-11-28 12:59 am (UTC)ps. earl would be very useful to have around the SGC. i'm just sayin'.
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Date: 2006-11-28 04:47 pm (UTC)Okay, that is such a good picture in my mind.
I don't watch Earl, but I have much love for Jason Lee and well, that other guy, so this is perfect. ;)
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Date: 2006-11-28 06:35 pm (UTC)