I feel like the kid in a story who’s buried a jar of coins and then forgotten where they’re buried. A month or so ago I ordered a small item as an anniversary gift for my wife. In the days before, on the day of, and now in the days after our anniversary I haven’t found where I stashed it. There’s really only so many places I would have put it and they’ve all been checked thoroughly, leading me to conclude I’ve put it somewhere where I wouldn’t put it but did.
In my ongoing attempts to spend zero dollars on Amazon, I have concluded my Christmas shopping without spending one cent with them. In fact, I’ve only placed two orders with them all year – one was a free item after credits and the other was a seatbelt replacement that I couldn’t allow to ship slowly. #nutstoamazon
We’re still trying to figure out which video chat client is right for our family. My youngest niece – the one who pushes the boundaries of her internet travels – has discovered the Google tools that I use. Tonight we had our first Hangout. It was really fun and I’m really glad she’s found the app. I’m not sure it’ll be the family solution because Google has made noise that it’ll eventually become a business app, but it’s something for now.
Tonight’s dinner venue had a stage show.
Mortification: My wife’s niece has a behavior that when she’s dumped by a guy she gets a little drunk and posts some risque photos of herself on social. She was stood up on Saturday night, got a little drunk, and posted some NC-17 pictures of herself from the convention hotel room.
My father died when I was wee. My mom was good enough to gift me items of his as I aged and she felt I could care for them. They connected me with him in a way. Today I am giving his coat to my oldest niece for the same reason.
Today is a very sad day for me. Earlier this year my wife’s niece left Los Angeles for another big city. We haven’t seen her since. My sister is moving her family out of California. We don’t know when we’ll see them again. We’re all assembling in one location tonight for the last time for the foreseeable future. It’s possible that this is the last time ever that my mother-in-law gets to see any of them in the flesh. There are a lot of profound emotions going around. Last night I started getting the associated headache and eye pain that comes with these deep emotional impacts. I’m already thinking that I need to skip work tomorrow. I think I’ll text my boss.