Birthday

When I was growing up, my birthday always landed in this unfortunate time after Christmas where it almost seemed like it was supposed to be a part of the holiday season—but wasn’t.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad my birthday was and has always been far enough away from Christmas to not be lumped in with it, but the main thing that bothered me with where it landed was that I was always in school. And barely.

My entire life, I’ve begun semesters the week before my birthday, the day before, and in some cruel, twisted turns of fate, I’ve begun them day of. It’s horrible and a horribleness a kid born in July will never know, but there’s a silver lining now that I’m older, that being this: I can take the day off for my birthday now, which I did and am doing today. Glory be the freedom of adulthood!

Oh, and what will I be doing today, you ask? Probably, and quite literally, nothing—and it will be absolutely marvelous.

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Christmas Time is Here; A Terrifying Season of Cheer

Happiness and cheer. La la l (indistinct mumbling) la favoRITE TIME OF YEar!

Oh, it’s Christmas. Well, Christmas adjacent; we aren’t quite there yet. But Christmas is nothing if not some formless set of days on days of wreathes, trees, family and movies lumped together into one big merrily ribbon-tied gift of a season. And boy has it been a season.

I believe I’ve come to realize how truly terrifying it is to be out in public during Christmas now that I work in a business whose store location is literally on the corner of one of the busiest streets, at one of the busiest intersections in town. I’ve almost been hit multiple times, I’ve almost hit people multiple times and usually it isn’t the work day that’s stressful so much as it is just driving.

For how beautiful this season can be, it can be equally terrifying.

Hoo boy.

It’s About to Get Bad Out There

About once a winter we get a decent amount of winter weather—and by decent I mean an inch, half an inch, a quarter of an inch, a dusting, sometimes snow, but often times, ice. Just ice. Straight liquid precipitation turned frozen reaper of power lines and tree limbs. Usually that winter weather comes in early to mid February, but every once in a while, we get it earlier: mid to late December or early January; that is what’s happening.

This weekend we are set to get hit by Winter Storm Helena, a storm that has blanketed and will continue to blanket various parts of the nation in winter, but will more than likely drop on us little more than a baby powder dusting.

It’s something though!

We aren’t ones to receive winter weather in the south.  And when we do, we shut down out of just pure excitement: our stores, our schools, our businesses, our minds and rational thought processes—and what’s left behind, though barely iced over, looks more akin to a fun-wrought, nuclear winter wasteland than I imagine a city with 10 times the snow.

It’s a sight to behold, that’s for sure. Time will tell though how this weekend will turn out. Will the south endure? Or will I fail to live to see my 25th birthday, lost beneath a layer of snow, half an inch thick?  We’ll see.

Resolutions for the New Year: 2017

When I began 2016, I made a list of resolutions for the year and at the beginning of that list, I painted a picture. In the word picture I painted I made note to the fact that age 23 (2015) had been tough for me to be proud of. Nothing horrible had occurred but I didn’t feel pride at what I had accomplished. I was more or less in the same place I’d started and, in my mind, had failed in a number of the pursuits I’d undertaken–career-wise, creatively, etc. and what have you. And though I was being hard on myself, though I wasn’t being entirely fair, I felt like 2016 was an opportunity for me to make some constructive changes, ones that would set me to grow up, get married, and take steps into my adult life. I did a decent job at the modest goals I set and I imagine that this year I’ll do even better.

2017, as my mother-in-law likes to say, “is going to bust wide open”–and I’m inclined to believe her. (more…)

My Resolutions (of 2016): How Did I Do?

There’s something nice about a new calendar. Because of the way we view the rollover between the end of one year and the beginning of another, we encourage ourselves to set goals, to dream of a better us making better choices regarding the things that actually matter. But often times, we don’t follow through. Sometimes that which we strive for is a tad bit too lofty, but mostly we just have a difficult time sticking with the goals we’ve set.

At the beginning of 2016, I set a modest assortment of resolutions for myself and while I imagine I’d like to do the same here soon, I’d first like to examine how I did with what I set out for and if I’m proud of what I’ve accomplished. (more…)

Merry Christmas!

This is the first year that I will not be waking up at 3 in the morning, scurrying downstairs to soak in the still dark, pre-morning Christmas festivities. But this is for all of you out there still up or only just waking, waiting for the great holiday to begin: Merry Christmas! I hope your day is wonderfully wintry and merrily filled with food, family, gifts, and good times.

Enjoy yourselves and all of those around you!

My First Adult Christmas

Christmas with my family has gotten gradually less traditional over the past couple of years. When I was younger, Christmas Day was dragging toes down the stairs, yawning in our pajamas as we dug through gifts and stockings. There was a dance-like rhythm to it, tradition falling in place like clockwork as we worked through the day’s festivities.  In more recent years, it’s been different, it’s been me, sliding out of bed while it’s still dark outside, nodding off during my fourth round of A Christmas Story, waiting for my mom to make her way out of bed at some point halfway through the morning. My siblings, their spouses and their kids came later during stop two or three on their five stop tour.

But this year will be even more unfamiliar. (more…)