It’s Christmas eve and for the first time in a very long time, I’ve got a buzz on before noon. The boss brought in brandy today, so we’ve pretty much all sampled it. Wheeee…

Last night I made my last (I think) batch of fudge for the holidays. That’s right, I’ve become a fudge-making machine. I even just consult the recipes as references at this point. Hopefully some people will enjoy them over the holidays.

Also last night, poli asked me why I wasn’t more excited about the wedding. I feel bad for not acting over-the-moon about it. The fact is, while I’m happy about it, I do have some stresses about organizing it, plus an irrational fear of actually *doing* it. But I know those are transitional things, and I don’t want to fall into the trap of finding every negative thing I can about it, which certain people are already doing. Most notably, poli’s mom seems to not be capable of being happy for her daughter and offering her some support when she really needs it. The worst part of this is the sadness it evokes in poli, with the secondary effect being increased pressure on me to make everything all right. Fortunately, my family and Poli’s secondary family on the south shore have offered nothing but positivity and congratulations. Damn it, we’ll have fun with this yet, thanks to them.

The other thing is, I guess I have a tendency not to let myself get too excited about things, because I’ve been let down so many times before in my life and hate the feeling I get when everything crashes all round me, including my emotional well-being. But maybe I can allow myself to be cautiously optimistic about this.

Meanwhile, we’ve booked the church (Unitarian – about as areligious as you can get, I think! :-) and the hall, we’ve got our rings, and Dad and Stepmom are helping arrange food for people. We’re trying to make this as no-frills as possible, while still allowing everyone to have a good time.

And oh yeah, crap, I have to buy a suit! I Don’t Even Own A Suit. I’ve been working in casual environments for so long that my everyday wear has simply become jeans and t-shirts or collared-shirts.

Lessee, what other mundanity can I talk about here... Oh yeah, I recorded guitar for the most “poppy” song on the original-band CD, and I’m pleased with it. Now that the Celtic band is sort of reaching a point of stability wherein we’ve learned our tunes and have the demo CD in distribution, I can return to thinking about the original songs that the other band has been working on for months. We need some momentum in order to get these done, and I’m thinking that once-a-week in barely heated studio isn’t going to cut it. I just wish one of us had a house so we could work on this every night – so that we could finish this thing and, well, just because it’s so much damned fun.

Finally, I’ve finished all my Christmas shopping for the year. As well, I’ve written letters of complaint about: The plumbing product that blew sludge out my bathroom sink; the parking establishment that smashed up my car a couple of months ago; and the organizers of the S*nta Cl*us parade, who’ve made young families with children wait for over an hour in the cold two years in a row.

Am I a scrooge for doing that last one? Nah, the organizers of the parade are capitalist shopowners who refuse to allow a charity parade in the city that would use the likeness of Santa Claus. Nice, eh?

Anyway, happy holidays everyone.

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