I’m almost 100%

I’ve nearly recovered from my plague/illness. My voice thankfully returned on Sunday, when I promptly hit the streets and did some much needed Christmas shopping — and some for myself. Okay, a LOT for myself. Jeez. I already feel guilty enough.

I shopped with my mother on Sunday, and I realize that the key to our shopping success is in taking separate cars. I loved having the knowledge that I could leave whenever I want, and that I can blast my music on the way home without having to hear any of her shopping trivia, or anything else she deems exciting. Everyone should try it.

And as predicted, there are issues about the Christmas cards. (See earlier post) One of my most irritating relatives called my mother on her cell phone to complain that her sister didn’t receive a card. Mind you, she got a card, but she called to complain that her sister missed out on the family portrait. The interesting thing is that, knowing her sister, she probably doesn’t give a shit anyway. This particular relative just likes to whine and complain. Oh well. We ran out, so I can’t do much about it.

The other irritating thing about the family — and i’m sure this applies to any family — is that they move, don’t send change-of-address cards, and then complain when they don’t receive anything. Whatever.