Scrappy is wise, askye!

I'm feeling much better about my choices this year. I have decided not to spend Christmas with my mother (going to BFF's house instead). Long story short, she had a little too much champagne on Thanksgiving* and ended up screaming at me on the street that she had a six figure income and lived in a million dollar condo and she didn't need me or my brother and some other really ugly shit. Great behavior in a not so great neighborhood in DC. I finally got her into an Uber and home. Next day she gets mad at me and accuses me of treating her house like a hotel because I had made plans to have lunch with a friend. Conversation then devolved into her telling me that I'm a horrible person (which she has done about once a year since my dad died).

I kept it cool until I left the next day, but I am just not going to deal with that shit. I have been putting off talking to her, but she called me tonight, so I am going to send her a letter to let her know that she will be spending Christmas alone this year.

• Alcohol is not usually a problem with her. In fact, the last time(s) that she got into a huge fight with me/my SIL, she was totally sober.

I'm sorry the holidays are fraught for many of you. My family certainly has their moments of irritating me, but as I get older, I only feel more grateful for them.

Eek, Vortex. That's such a shame. I take it your bro and them are not celebrating with her either.

I told my parents I'd come visit sometime in spring, once they move to be near my sister. I think they're thinking like, early March. I'm thinking it may end up being later. But I also freaked myself out earlier today reading blogs from people who also had broken ankles and surgery. So far I haven't found anyone who had as much metal put in as I did. Yikes.

So far I haven't found anyone who had as much metal put in as I did. Yikes.

You're the winner!

That little dog did more damage to you than a whole volcano did to Zen.

That little dog did more damage to you than a whole volcano did to Zen.

If you get too greedy with sacrifices, you eventually run out.

Eek, Vortex. That's such a shame. I take it your bro and them are not celebrating with her either.

They had actually already planned to be with my SILs family.

(To be clear I meant a shame your mom can't get/keep her shit together, not a shame she's going to be alone, dealing with her consequences)

I'm starting to get very impatient as this no-weight-bearing time gets closer to the end. And yet I know even after it's allowed it'll still take time to walk and so on, so my impatience will not magically be cured.

Feh. I was making coffee toffee for my office, but i managed to burn it. Am very annoyed because i was watching the thermometer, but I think that the pan was too large so the thermometer wasn't reading properly. I was going to make two batches, so I could try again, but eh.

so my impatience will not magically be cured.

You are not running a 5K in February. Just so we're clear on that.