Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Just When You Thought I Couldn't Possibly Post Another Entry So Soon...

Since I have almost six weeks off until the beginning of the spring semester, I set a few goals and I started working on one of them last night. It is my absolute resolution to get all my photos in order and placed in labeled photo boxes. I'd love to get them in scrapbooks, but that's hoping for the impossible. While I was sorting through the mountain of pictures last night, I found a few from my wedding reception, in 1990, and some from a time in the mid-80's when I was a bridesmaid in my college roommate's wedding in New Orleans. Then, I found some darling photos of Emily at age four and Reece at about five months. He was so little he couldn't sit up on his own and he was leaning on Emily. Oh! My heart just melted and I become so overcome with emotion I had to stop the sorting. Maybe tonight I can get back to the project and try to be a little objective about the whole thing. Of course, PMS is raging pretty bloody hard, so I'll probably bawl tonight, too.

I got an e-mail from someone yesterday whom I haven't seen in over three years. She wanted my address to send me another sickening Christmas update on how fabulous her life is and I was stupid enough to give her my address. She's a terribly annoying person and wrote a ten-paragraph e-mail telling me all about her wonderful pregnancy, perfect husband, blah, blah, blah. (And she truly has never cared how many people she's had to plow over to get what she wanted.) And, she never asked me one thing about my life. She didn't even comment on the fact that I was living in another state, or what I was doing or, well, you get the point. She's a tiny bit self-absorbed. I tend to get wrapped up with this type of person quite often, and I always hope that I can get away from them for good, but then they'll pop up out of nowhere and aggravate the piss out of me. So, another project: spam these people whenever they rear their ugly heads.

I need some cheese to go with my whine, now.


Miz S said...

I'm loving all these updates.

I am oh-so-familiar with the kind of person of whom you speak. Those Christmas letters often have a lot of unintentional humor value. Come, let us mock her together!

Crazy MomCat said...

How about just not replying to her message? If she asks, act like you don't know what she's talking about. If she resends, don't reply.

She'll eventually get the picture and you get out of getting that letter! (grin)

Crazy MomCat said...

Oh, and I promise, I'm not as horrible as that previous comment makes me sound!

Library Lady said...

She's a sad individual if she needs to constantly brag about how happy she is--the sort who needs constant validation of how wonderful her life is because she isn't too sure about it herself!

Of course, us happy, fulfilled types don't need to do that sort of stuff, do we? :)