The Half Blood Prince

I had a great Christmas. I started off the morning by picking up bf's mom and her ferret. My yams and mac and cheese were in the oven, and when we came back to the apartment, everything was nearly ready.

We sat around for awhile eating baked brie and crackers. Then it was time for presents. I don't care if it's selfish, but opening presents is the best part of the day for me.

As we opened presents, and my pile of socks, dvds (the latest harry potter!), necklaces, gift cards, and books grew, I kept staring at the box under the blanket. Finally, the box was revealed. No, it was not a guitar, but, it was a keyboard! Total score. We set it up, and I showed off my amazing talent by wowing my 2 person audience with Mary Had a Little Lamb and Where is Thumpkin. It's a sweet looking casio kb with a stand. Do I know how to play? Hell no. But, I'm so thrilled to have my first real instrument to play with.

After presents, we ate our Texas brisket and trillions of side dishes. I tend to go overboard with the cooking on holidays. After eating, I literally went into a food coma. I couldn't move. What's going on with my body? Can it just not take all the food it used to? Does the evil gym have something to do with getting in the way of my food consumption? I went into my room and passed out on the bed for a couple of hours. I woke up the smell of bread pudding and the sound of Pirates of the Caribbean playing.

I played with the ferret, cozied up on the couch, and just tried to relax for a bit. I did get a little sad myself thinking that this IS the last Christmas with them. I went through my own little crisis where I started to think..."why would I leave this?"

When we have good days, we have really good days. And, I question myself and my decisions. But when I think about my future, that's where it sucker punches me in the gut and reminds me of why I have to do this. I'm not making this decision for the now, but for a future me and a potential future family of which I will not have the option if I stay put. Also having a non-hermit partner would be pretty rad. Everything still feels too far off to be real and tangible. But, a wise friend told me that these months will fly by, so I will patiently wait for that to happen and make sure to enjoy myself in the meantime.

After I took bf's mom home, and came back to the apartment, I couldn't decide whether to play with my new toy or watch Harry Potter. Decisions, decisions. I played with my toy and tried to reteach myself Ode to Joy, which is one of my favorite musical sounds. I went online to find the most unhelpful beginner keyboard tutorials, and then vegged out with Harry, Hermoine, and Ron.

I went to the gym this morning with my friend. We went to her gym. The "J." My goodness, do the Jews do it up. I can say that, I'm Jewish. The gym was gorgeous. The locker room was carpeted with brown soothing tones, and there was a sauna and even blowdryers. We went up to the reception desk to sign me in as a guest and it looked like a reception area for a big firm. The workout area was small, but nice. The eliptical machines had individual televisions on them, and I turned on MTV. I watched a show about teen moms. I wasn't sure if this was a show attempting to glorify and romanticize being a teen mom, or if it was meant to scare kids. I couldn't make heads or tails of why this show was on, but it was interesting nonetheless.

I am showered now, with freshly shampooed hair, and ready to get on my new dress for Cirque!