And a Merry Christmas…

So I had a lovely holiday with my family. Spent a week away from work, in the mountains, eating my mama’s yummy food.

And I come home to a lovely Christmas present. Major home repairs that will cost 1/7th of my year’s salary.

Merry Fucking Christmas.

Anybody know a good street corner? I need some cash.

Next Great Band?

I think it is clear that if a TV show is created for the sole purpose of selling some sort of product, then I am without a doubt going to be addicted to it.

My latest secret shame? I’ve been watching The Next Great American Band. From the beginning.

It started with the first episode–there was this band called Sixwire that I was sure had Sawyer from Lost as their lead singer. (It’s not him.) And then I got caught up in it. And hooked. Not by the show, the judges or even the level of musicianship of all the bands. I got hooked by one band, and one band only. And while Sixwire is not bad, it was…

The Clark Brothers.

These guys are incredible. Of course I love their roots/new bluegrass style. But what I love most is their way of hearing a common song. I would love to climb inside their heads to hear what they hear. These three guys are incredible musicians and the lead singer is intoxicating.

I loved listening to them so much that I put up with all those weeks of Light of Doom, the kiddie metal band.

That’s love.

What’s New?

Not much!

Still no word from South Africa. Work is a bit chaotic right now…we’re going through a big restructuring process and people are dropping like flies. I think my job is safe, but one can never tell. It’s definitely a bad time to ask for a leave of absence, though. Gotta come up with a new plan.

I bumped in to my long-time crush the other day. I still think there’s real possibility there, but there’s a hurdle I just can’t seem to get over. OK, a few hurdles. But I’ll figure it out somehow. He’s been very encouraging on this whole dropping-everything-and-going-to-Africa thing. I hope it’s not just to get me off the continent! But I don’t think I’ll see him again until after the holidays.

I caught up with my gay husband and my gay lover this week, which was good. My gay husband really wants me to move to DC to be near him, which I agree would be great. I’m just not sure that I can move to be near him just to share him with his boyfriend:) And I’m going to be able to see my gay lover and his boyfriend on my trip to my parents’ for Christmas. If only I were a gay man… Why are all the great men in my life gay? How did I become the woman with a posse of gay men around me? I guess it doesn’t matter–I wouldn’t trade either of them for a… Well, maybe.

Played poker last weekend for the first time in a while. Just me and the guys from the regular game. It was really good to catch up and just play, even though my game was crap! I really need to get some practice in. Even though I was playing such shit, I managed to get to heads up with a pretty big chip lead, but after four hours and 10 diet cokes, I lost my concentration. It’s the first time I have played at the bar since I quit drinking, and I might’ve overdone it with the caffeine. But, I didn’t have any desire to drink, so that’s good. Over four months without a drop! Not bad.

So, in honor of the holidays, my Christmas Wish List: (Don’t worry, I don’t expect any of it!)
1. iPhone
2. bicycle
3. flat-screen TV
4. a new job
5. an idea of what to get for my family

OK, that list made me realize how lucky I am. I don’t really want or need much of anything. But, I would love a bicycle…