Julia deserves the Sister of the Year award. Today and for the past three days she has conducted a spa for her sisters. The spa mostly included a foot soak in a tub of warm Hello Kitty lotion scented water and a "massage" while sunning on towels in the back yard. Today though it was extended to include a mask made with yogurt, honey, and lemon juice. This is notable, because over the holidays I was beside myself with the overwhelming sisterly strife.
I have a five day weekend resulting from the two days off of work combined with one day of holiday and a weekend. The other adult that lives in this house pointed out to me that I can't just relax. It's true. I can't. I'm not sure when this happened exactly, but it feels impossible to just sit and relax. Any moment that I have to myself such as this one I feel that I am stealing from some more important venture that should be undertaken. Tomorrow we will have 17 people in our house and right now I could be putting the leaves in the table or making the potato salad or making sure there are clean hand towels in the bathrooms or something... But the kids are watching Looney Tunes and I'm at the end of a bottle of wine so here I am. I am also now unable to sleep past 7am. This is what it feels like to be past thirty with kids I suppose.
So tomorrow brings two parties. The first is all family at my house. Baton Rouge is the half way point between Ville Platte and Houma. So my little sister and her little brother get to visit while we eat pizza, gumbo, potato salad and lots of junk. In the evening I begin my new year resolution a day early. My resolution is to make a social life for myself. If it were not for my kids' school, I would feel absolutely no connection to Baton Rouge. I need another reason to stay here. I need social connections, so tomorrow we attend a party that I've been invited to for the past three years, but never taken the trouble to attend. I've spent my NY Eve watching Garrison Keiller for Christ sake when I could have gone to a party with a bunch of cool adults. So tomorrow I make the effort, to start the New Year.
So happy New Year a day or two early and who wants to move to Houston? Anyone?? Houston may be in Texas and it may be big and it may be full of a bunch of republicans who by my observation drive really, really nice cars, but it has a Lesbian mayor. That counts for something right?
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