Let Down
It's Dec.27. Christmas is more or less over. I have another day off from the Big Company (which I will not name, but will forever after call BigCo.) where I have my contract gig. But Eric's back to work tomorrow, so I'll likely work myself on the Spark related stuff (as opposed to BigCo. stuff). But I'm sitting here thinking that Christmas is now over, and I�m mostly just relieved. Because it's such a big friggin' letdown. I mean it was good, it was probably great by any independent standard of measurement for these things. but I fear there ARE no independent standards of measurement for these things, simply because we put SO MUCH emphasis on these damn holidays that they cannot possibly live up to what we hope/dream they'll be. or worse that we think they SHOULD be.
As you may have guessed if you read my blurb about Father's Day I resent being told when to show my love to people in my life. I don't need a day to come along to remind me to blow five hundred clams on those nearest and dearest. I mean really. wouldn't it be better if we just all agreed to a budget and then went out and spent it on OURSELVES. Chances are we'd get something that fits.
So yah I�m bitching and saying it's a letdown, and it's not really. I know it was nice. Hamish came to visit for two weeks which is always nice. I'm kinda the consort/friend. I know that my place can only be usurped by the lover, who can be things to Hame that frankly both he and I am glad I'm not to him. But in the meantime it's nice. It's also hard because he's so fucking popular that I get to spend very little time with him when he's here. Even when, like this year, he is purposely casual and relaxed with his scheduling (last trip he was more rigid than the President's schedule, it was silly). So he was here for two weeks, and that was fun. Then it was two weekends full of parties, including Tammy's annual soup party. (funny everyone I say that to, immediately thinks I said 'suit' party. like THAT would make more sense than SOUP?????!!!) Anyway, went to Tammy's and our sweet potato soup with jalape�o was a HIT. That one could become our annual entry. Then the next part was Kevin and PJ's annual Christmas Eve do.
It was, as usual, spectacular. Theirs is like an irony-free zone really. they have this neat mix of fags and family and then at one point someone plays the piano and we all sing carols. it's amazing. urban Torontonians singing Christmas carols. and enjoying it. I�m crap and usually just quietly sing in the background, Heipel is also crap but sings out loud. Last year someone said "you have such a musical voice". Heipel took it as a compliment. I would have too.
....Part one of my X-mas post - more later.....