Pop Pop called last night... I was going to call him my grandfather for a second... I've only really ever done that for other people. I've realized only since 1992 (when I moved and got new friends) that no one I've ever met also called their grandfather on their father's side "Pop Pop." I still do. Everyone does. Even my parents, their son... Anyway.
He called. He got to the point quickly-- he wanted to know if I was going to Connecticut for Thanksgiving. I panicked. I said yes. And I do want to go, in theory. Problem is, I'd rather be going five or six years in the past. But I missed last year and had a fabulous time having a Thanksgiving hosted by myself and Matt... Maybe we can still do that. However, it meant not seeing Amy, or my parents, my nephews, or any of my other family members that I rarely see. I used to love Thanksgiving and other holidays. Recently, it just seems like a good excuse for cloning. Where do I go?!
However, we will be in Connecticut for Thanksgiving proper, probably staying at a ho-mo-tel because I don't want to even deliberate sleeping at my grandparents' house with Matt. And then we go back. Maybe we'll even had a friends-Thanksgiving, too. I'm such a hostess. And I know that the Thanksgiving that we have at Mom Mom and Pop Pop's is a bit rushed and unfocused for Matt. We pile in, eat, pile out. We're not much with the inter-family mingling. We're all cliquey.
Michele called today, and we talked about Thanksgiving. They are going this year, which is relieving to me. I love my family, but I have about nothing in common with about three fourths of it. It's really that we all stopped trying to get to know each other years ago. We do the pleasantries ("How have you been," "How's school," "...work,") and that's usually the sum of it. And then we crowd around with our own umbrellas and talk like normal people.
I am also supposed to be visiting Michele, Dad, and Daniel before Thanksgiving, perhaps next week. At most it will be a Friday afternoon to Saturday afternoon type deal. Matt has too much work to do, and I don't want to miss next week's show 'cause a Livejournal acquaintance is coming and I requested Frank.
We shall see, but of course.
He called. He got to the point quickly-- he wanted to know if I was going to Connecticut for Thanksgiving. I panicked. I said yes. And I do want to go, in theory. Problem is, I'd rather be going five or six years in the past. But I missed last year and had a fabulous time having a Thanksgiving hosted by myself and Matt... Maybe we can still do that. However, it meant not seeing Amy, or my parents, my nephews, or any of my other family members that I rarely see. I used to love Thanksgiving and other holidays. Recently, it just seems like a good excuse for cloning. Where do I go?!
However, we will be in Connecticut for Thanksgiving proper, probably staying at a ho-mo-tel because I don't want to even deliberate sleeping at my grandparents' house with Matt. And then we go back. Maybe we'll even had a friends-Thanksgiving, too. I'm such a hostess. And I know that the Thanksgiving that we have at Mom Mom and Pop Pop's is a bit rushed and unfocused for Matt. We pile in, eat, pile out. We're not much with the inter-family mingling. We're all cliquey.
Michele called today, and we talked about Thanksgiving. They are going this year, which is relieving to me. I love my family, but I have about nothing in common with about three fourths of it. It's really that we all stopped trying to get to know each other years ago. We do the pleasantries ("How have you been," "How's school," "...work,") and that's usually the sum of it. And then we crowd around with our own umbrellas and talk like normal people.
I am also supposed to be visiting Michele, Dad, and Daniel before Thanksgiving, perhaps next week. At most it will be a Friday afternoon to Saturday afternoon type deal. Matt has too much work to do, and I don't want to miss next week's show 'cause a Livejournal acquaintance is coming and I requested Frank.
We shall see, but of course.
- Mood:
contemplative - Music:Dresden Dolls -- "Truce"

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