Miss Grace's Disgrace

27 November 2009

It's a beautiful day, and six year olds play chess

Hope you had the best Thanksgiving ever!

26 November 2009

Thankful, in Photos

I only feel a little bit bad about how long this page is going to take to load for slow connections.
Not being here doesn't mean I don't love you.
It means I couldn't find your photo.
I love you.
Give your cherished ones a squeeze today.
Give thanks.
Happy Thanksgiving

Photo Cred

Right before @grace134 and I landed in Salt Lake City and kicked off the plane

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25 November 2009

Superhero Flip Book

Gabriel is spending his first Thanksgiving ever in his whole life away from me.
It's also the first Thanksgiving ever in my whole life without my grandpa.
Thanksgiving is always, always at my grandpa's house you see.
He makes the turkey and the ham and my mom sends me and my brother over to peel and peel and peel and peel potatoes and my aunt worries about the vegetables and my mom worries about the pies and hand whips the whipped cream with a whisk just because even though we have a mixer and my uncle Ben makes sure there's some sort of appetizer and there's always plenty of wine.
Lots of people come and we all sit around eating our faces off and chattering like squirrels.
My mom's still hosting it at my grandpa's house, which will be good and bad and strange all at once.
It will be nice to see family.
It will be hard not to be sad about the family that isn't there.
I hope Gabriel has a good weekend with his dad.
Be well, little super-dude-tough-guy.
I love you.
Happy Thanksgiving.

24 November 2009

Mini-Rant

I have a friend (who might end up reading this, hi! (and I would (and have) said this to her face, so no worries there))....
Fuck.
My parentheticals got too long.
Start over.
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I have friend who smokes about a pack a day, premium, $6/pack cigarettes.
This bugs the shit out of me.
Not because smoking is unhealthy. EVERYONE knows that smoking is unhealthy.
You're a big girl, do what you feel.
Everyone gets a vice or two and don't let me stop you from reveling in yours.
I can't stand it because this friend is on an extremely tight budget, and on the edge of a moneypit precipice.
$200/month on cigarettes.
If she just smoked LESS, she could afford to buy more necessities for her family, or pay down a little more debt, or WHATEVER.

23 November 2009

A SANTA question

Okay.
If you are a single parent.
And have shared custody with the other parent.
And have a split holiday schedule.
And celebrate Christmas.
AND celebrate the Santa part.
OR if you have an opinion on the following.

I have a question for you!

What do you do for Santa? Does he come to both houses? Does he come to only the house that houses the child on Christmas morning that particular year? Do you split the cost of Santa gifts? Do you discuss what the Santa gifts will be? Is it necessary to come to some sort of consensus?

For informational purposes, this is the first year that K.Dot and I will have a formal actually real custody agreement. Gabriel will be spending Christmas Eve at my house, as he has every year. However in the past K has come over on Christmas and spent the morning at my house. This year K will be picking up Gabriel on the morning of the 26th, and taking him up to Sacramento to have a second 'dad Christmas' up there. So we're trying to hammer down our Santa mythology while the kid still believes in magic.

Also, so far twitter says that Santa should come to both houses.

Let's talk about Facebook!

Some features I'd like added so as to be better able to gossip via Facebook (with my sister):

1. Why can't you forward messages you get in fb to other users? So I could forward messages to my sister.
2. You know how if you're looking at a person or a picture or whatever you can 'share' it? And then send it as a message to someone to discuss? You should be able to do that with status updates. So instead of recapping in my own message, I could just forward them to my sister.
3. You should be able to save chats. Or forward them as messages. Or something. It should be like gmail, where there's a folder of gchat conversations that you can go through and read. And, most importantly, forward to other people, like my sister.
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On a completely different, yet EVER SO SLIGHTLY related note, unless you specifically forbid me to tell anyone about something, with words such as, "Don't tell anyone this okay?" I will probably tell someone*. I'm a very good secret keeper if it's established that secrets are what I'm keeping, but I'm also an enthusiastic gossip. Just FYI.
I send stuff to my sister, is what I'm trying to say.

*Exceptions to this rule include:
obvious poring your heart out to me conversations
things that make me look bad
my small inner circle of friends whom I know well enough to gauge when they want something kept secret and whom I love enough to do it
the VERY FEW who know my secrets

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Also! Facebook! What the fuck is this:

That's my BROTHER. Stop telling me to talk to him on Facebook. I TALK TO HIM IN REAL LIFE. REGULARLY.

22 November 2009

Grandparents

My grandmother would have been 82 today (well, technically yesterday now that we've crept past midnight).
She died when she was 68.
It was terrible.
We were close.
I adored her.
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People say I look like her.
That thrills me, because she was beautiful.
I went to Ireland to visit family friends when I was 19. I got off the bus in Donegal, and a woman whom I had never met came up to me and said, "You must be Jenny, you look exactly like Caryl."
I know my grandmother would have adored Gabriel.
This is the first year that I'm going into the holiday season with both of my mom's parents gone.
I miss them both.
It really sucks.
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The oldest of her sisters, looking nonplussed about this whole holiday picture thing.

21 November 2009

Girl Talk Thursday (Saturday) - So I can be the pretty one

Fugly dudes was sort of a weird GTT topic because I already have SUPER STRANGE taste in men, particularly the celebrity kind, so I think when I've listed my crushes I've already listed some...different choices. Delicious, but different.

And if I wanna do you, I think you're hot. Even if it's 'non-traditional' or what the fuck ever. I still think you're hot. That's why I wanna do you goddammit.

I get what Katy is saying though. I like to be the pretty one. I know how people look at couples where the dude is the hawt one. They look at those couples with puzzlement. They discuss. Why are they together? People never have those discussions when the chick is the hot one. It's weird.

(As an aside [and a run-on sentence], I think society thinks that everyone I've ever dated is better looking than me, which is just weird, because I've never agreed with that assessment, and it leaves me to wonder if I'm weirdly stuck up or overconfident or something and then I obsess for awhile about whether or not so-and-so is ACTUALLY CUTER THAN ME and then I'm like fuck that dude no he's not he's cute and I'm attracted to him which is one of reasons that I like having Teh Sex with him but Cute is not the same as Cuter Than Me)
Deep Breath.

Also I was talking to this very pretty girl last weekend and she told me that she doesn't really like dating cute guys because she wants it to be Very Clear that she's the good looking one in the relationship.
Which? I totally get.

So.
Yknow who I'm attracted to? Like OMG throw my panties at you and can we please make babies and get married, in whatever order you prefer?