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2002-11-24 - 9:56 p.m.
meatballs...yum! i never woulda guessed that i'd be the chef based on the way i answered the questions. yesterday was my godson's bday party. he's 4 years old. it seems like he was born just yesterday. so, being the good "nino" (godfather) that i am, i helped decorate, and got the cake, and took lots of pictures. my youngest nephew will be 1 in a coupla weeks, and we're gonna have a big party for that too. he's walking, and he's so cute i can hardly stand it. i have the day before, and after thanksgiving off. yay!! wednesday, i'm headed to the garment district in downtown los angeles with patches. thursday, i'm o.d.'ing on stuffing, and mashed potatoes. i don't care about anything but those two things. take the turkey, the yams, the pumpkin pie, etc., and toss 'em in a hole. just those two things, and i'm set. oh, and the dinner rolls, cuz that's how i make the little sandwich thingies. i'm a geek. friday, i'm gonna eat leftovers off matt's naked body. yummy. speaking of matt's body, it's gonna be in o.c. (orange county) for thanksgiving. he says this is his last one, and he's not even gonna go down for christmas. he says he'd rather stay here with my family. he says they treat him better than his own. don't let's get started on how sad that makes me. if they don't see what i see when i look at him, well, they're blind. he lights up a room with his smile. his goodheartedness is unending, and it just hurts me that his family is so dismissive to his light. i can't even imagine, and i'm glad i don't have to. i can't tell you how many people have chosen to spend holidays with my family over their own. every year someone brings a friend, or 5, to my grandparents for christmas. it never fails. my mom always tells stories about how family from everywhere always ended up at my grandparents, and they were always welcomed. nothing's changed. on christmas eve that tiny house is always overflowing with people, and love. goodnight. |
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