I'm sitting in my grandparents' apartment in Los Angeles, very depressed at how old they've gottten - this is the first time I've ever seen them show any sign of weakness or debility...
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?
ohhhh, I am hiding in my old bedroom right now. My mother wants to tell me how to cook and when to take the turkey out. Now she keeps getting weepy because I am leaving Monday. God, I can't wait.
Pretty pretty please don't you ever ever feel like you're less than f**ckin' perfect!
Oh, thank goodness most of my family lives in Israel. Sooo much less dysfunction. Good luck to everyone who really doesn't want to go home for the holidays.
Have you ever started to cook, and then remembered just as you're starting that part of the recipe has something that you need to mix and refrigerate for three hours?
AUGH! I've either got to throw something else together or have dinner at 10:30.
I just got back from Christmas Eve at the grandparent's house. I got some makeup that I needed, a HIDEOUS purple sweatshirt thing and a pair of jeans and a sweater that I love. In fact, I love them so much that I already have them both. (sigh) I spent about 8 hours cooking and it took about 40 minutes to eat. We have more leftovers than should be legal, so we just had too bring them home. My grandmother had to start crying when I got ready to leave. I swear, I am very grateful that I have a wonderful family that loves me and that we are all able to get together for another year. It just seems that christmas is a lot more stressful that it used to be.
Pretty pretty please don't you ever ever feel like you're less than f**ckin' perfect!
Bah, humbug. Christmas is no fun here. I tried driving to the movie theatre to see Munich, but what looked like every Jew in the county was there, so it was a pretty hopeless cause.