Friday, December 23, 2005
Living in the
Ah yes, being a young widda is like living as one of the 'misfit toys'!
Around the holidays, particularly in my town - where 70% of the residents are married and the median age is 35yo - you stick out like a sore thumb when you're single and widowed.
And if you read any of the widda boards, you'll find that everyone - from the most seasoned vet to the newbie who suffered their loss just a month ago - is going through their own personal hell, trying their best to feign happiness during the holidays.
We're misfit toys....so sad, but true.
I personally identify with the Dolly - but was trying to remember: what the hell was wrong with her anyway??? I remember that Charlie in the Box was, well - he was a Charlie and not a Jack. The elephant was spotted and the little effeminate elf just wanted to be a dentist. Ha.
Ah well. Had a major wave last night but am feeling much more in tune with the spirit of the season this evening.
I'm actually feeling quite well at this moment.
My mother is here visiting - and tomorrow I'll have about 10-12 people over for dinner.
The tree is lit, I've got holiday music playing....and tonight Jacqui's going to bake Christmas cookies.
I can't wait for WB to open his gift. Now he occasionally reads my blog, so here's a message just for him:
"I know something you don't know!"
Mwah-ha-ha!!!
Nothing like a little virtual torture to get your blood flowing ;)
Ok, off to feed the elderly mother and child. Less than 48hrs to go....woo-hooo.
*Lifts glass and toasts my fellow misfit widdas*
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