My Body is a Piece of Art

My Body is a Piece of Art
photo by Jaqi Medlock

January 1, 2011

But Baby It's Bad Out There

Happy Holidaays!!

Merry Christmas and all that. It was my first Christmas outside of Cincinnati, OH this year. And while it wasn't the organized chaos (alright fine, just straight up chaos) that is Christmas with my family. I have to say that my holiday was nice.

Happy and Merry & all my love to those I haven't seen this season. Which is in fact everyone besides my mother. She came up to the BK to spend some quality time with her favorite offspring -- That's me. Remember how I told you we always have adventures? Well surprisingly enough we didn't this time. Mommy came up on Wednesday...or Thursday...I can't remember. She did her thing and I did mine; we both were working etc. On Christmas eve when went to Manhattan to go see a show. The theaters were dark. Duh. We went out to dinner instead and then went home.

Christmas day dawned bright and early at 11:30 AM. I managed to get out of bed before noon and had opened all my cards by 11:45. We then proceeded to spend the rest of the day laying around my apartment - in our pajamas- reading. I know, I know, super nerdy, but no one asked for your opinion. And then... the snow came. Bum. Bum. Bum. and it snowed. and snowed. and snowed.

A bit late for a white Christmas, and seeing as how I did have places to go and people to see I was disinclined to "Let it Snow" et. merda. The ridiculousness we watched out of my window while people tried to drive in a blizzard was priceless. Abandoned cars littered my street, as drivers finally realized no amount of gunning the gas would get them unstuck. There was an 18 wheeler outside of my apartment building for over 24 hours. The plows were unable to do their jobs, and thus the snow was ridic as it just built up. I got a nice little snow day, seeing as how I couldn't get out of Brooklyn without any of the trains or buses running. The B and Q trains were out of commission for 4 days. And I had spend roughly 90 minutes on my commute to and from work Tuesday and Wednesday.

Finally, FINALLY!! The snow was manageable and the trains were back on track (no pun intended) just in time for NYE. I had a sailor as a house guest for New Years. He was lovely, and I had an excellent night of drunken debauchery. Happy New Years!!

May 2011 bring you all that you wish, desire, and deserve. Continue to follow Him and He will direct your paths.

the rest is still UNwritten

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