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Blogged on Sunday, December 23rd, 2007 by Rachael. Filed in Contradictory, Holidays, Philosophical.

FRENCH

My new (old) last name, which I received back by court ordered Judgment of Divorce, on Friday the 21st. Cahours. Apparently this is a town in France, as well as being my long-lost maiden last name. And what is with the ‘maiden name’ terminology? Was I ever a maiden? Ha.

BRIGHT-ASS PINK

The color of my hair, which is not so much purple as it is RASPBERRY, which I should have expected, because the packaging CALLS it that. I like it, though! I can’t seem to take a decent photo of it, however, so I will have to keep trying. Maybe tomorrow when there is plenty of light.

WEEPY

How I’ve been feeling today, on account of not having money to spend on my kids, which would not be as bad if it weren’t for the fact that they are handling it remarkably well, and that makes me all blubbery and stupid - especially when one of them is writing little poems and having my boyfriend hand-write them on little decorated cards and addressing them to each family member and hanging them on the tree (*sob! sniffle!*), and the other one is wrapping up presents in homemade wrapping paper, with MAMA written on them, putting them under the tree. Not only that, but a dear sweet friend of mine dropped off gifts for the kids several evenings ago, and they each have a gift from my sister also, which means that there ARE gifts under the tree even though none of them were from me.

FRENCH

How I am feeling over my family being rude, manipulative, and generally snobbish. I would love to be able to, in a french accent, say ‘Fuck youuuuuu,’ and then go eat a sandwich. There will be no Christmas spent with the people I am related to unless they can remove their heads from their rear ends and accept the fact that they can not and SHOULD NOT try to control anyone other than themselves, and some of them really need to look into that idea pretty strongly because apparently they forgot how it works.

GRATEFUL

For my wonderful, wonderful children. For my boyfriend, who reads my mind so much of the time, and who I cannot say enough good things about. For being able to work, for having work to do, and for even the tiniest bit of money in the bank. For the concrete pad this trailer is bolted to, because the damn WIND today was enough to tip it over if it weren’t held in place. For the car I have, even though the tire is flat today for some reason. For gloves to wear and a warm wool coat that I bought back when I had a little more money. For being able to always look at myself and try to see if there is something I need to do better.

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I hope your December is good to you. Don’t forget to hug the people you love.