I have not been as productive as I wanted to be. I am not sad or depressed, but maybe drawing is in the case of the Blahs. I should draw, I had lots of idea for Christmas. Just could not work the gumption or will to do it.
I think it is delayed sadness over my mom's death. She died last year and then I had medical emergency and ended in the Hospital, My Update on My Health
, and was in the Hospital for Christmas and New Year. Suckiest Christmas ever. Maybe this a delayed reaction to being in the hospital. My mom loved the holiday season and planning parties. One of the things I did was decorate my apartment for Christmas, I wanted to have my tree up. I had my sister and friend for a little party. For awhile it did not seem to happen, they both agree to come. I then had a scheme to travel downtown Brooklyn to the Target Store to buy the appretrizers I was serving. I would get up and be on an early bus and be there before the crowds show up. My mother's genes for unrealistic expectations and planning came out. Then Luckily my dad's genes for worrying the small things and said to sit down. I then decided to my guest would have to make due with the things I could get at my local Supermarket.
These two are the most easy going people, if they showed up and I broke my family cook book, the take out menus, they would have been just as happy. The menu for my little party was pigs in a blanket (cocktail hot dogs in dough YOU ARE NOT AMERICAN IF YOU DON'T LIKE THEM), jalopeno chream cheese poppers,, potato skins with bacon, bbq chicken, and burrito snack bites. All store bought and delicious. It was a nice little party. I had loaded my Christmas Albums on my computer ranging from Big 80's Christman with The Waitresses "Christmas Wrapping
" Trans-Siberian Rail Road, Deam Martin, Celine Dion, and Dian Krall. I even put the Bob Rivers Comedy album with the "Twelve Pains of Christmas
" and Dr Demento's comedy album. I plan to make a mix song list, again my ambitions were not up to that. So I just loaded all of the songs I wanted andlet that sucker rip. The next day I had ny cousins Jean and Anne back after brunch. They were two of the people who visited me last year. They loved what I was doing to my apartment.
My sister's friend had a colonoscopy and my sister went with her to help her home after the operation. I got a text from my sister that said "CALL ME." She had locked herself out of the apartment with her Feo cat in the hallway. She lefted a voice mail that you can hear the cat howling in the echo prone hallway. I had a room mate for the night, my sister got the keys for her apartment from me. It is not a good Holiday Season for this cat.
Then I started getting the trolls hating on me. Calling me a prevert and worse, this happens when you are the weirdo with fetish. They seemed to be coming in a group to me, one after the other. When did I become so popular to warrant this, then people showed that there was rant against me. That explained everyting, here is the rant
, someone did nine minutes on my art.
I hope your Holidays are safe for everybody. Otherwise I am well, not depressed or sad just kinda of Blah