I saw this on Flickr as I was wandering about aimlessly trying to figure out what I felt like doing today. I cleaned house all day yesterday and the dining room table and all the surfaces are cleared, cleaned and ready for the next project.
I am thinking about tomorrow and how in the Publix commercials the family all seems so loving and content.
It would be great if just for once they did a commercial with real families- there would be the black sheep, the baby, the rebel, the angry father, the depressed mother, the grandma nipping some gin from her apron pocket flask and the dog peeing on the carpet and ripping up sofa pillows from boredom and frustration with the smells coming from the kitchen where the gravy is getting lumpy and the turkey just caught the oven on fire and the smoke is beginning to choke the aunt who is panicked and juggling dishes like mad and cussing like a sailor!
Maybe that was too many run on sentences but that's normally the reality anytime "family" gets together.
One of my very favorite movies is Home for the Holidays just because it sums up that bittersweet feeling of going back where the people around you hold their memories of you like a freeze frame and can't seem to realize you've grown up.
Some things just never change.
I wish that I could be with our families- especially the grand babies-and my older sister who is the only sibling left who seems to want a relationship with me.
I get so sad about this, that the only thing I can do is stay busy and block it out.
Shield my heart from the pain of one more disappointment.
Life seems to be a series of one disaster or delight after another.
That's it for me- one extreme or another.
We are going to have a quiet, drama free dinner and maybe watch some movies...
maybe do a little stitching..
thinking about friends and the nice people that I have grown accustomed to sharing my days with here and on Flickr...
dreaming of houses on quilts, cozy with love inside.
I have such a great imagination.
Happy Day before Thanksgiving
oh, the calamity