My dogs are driving me crazy. Lola, the small neurotic one, a wiener dog, has separation anxiety big time. She follows me everywhere. If she's outside, and I am inside, she whimpers like a baby. She's very high strung. Roger, the big fat one, sometimes has accidents. He's a big boy, but, these animals are driving me crazy.
We did it. Thanksgiving. We survived it, almost without tears. We all gathered around and prayed, and said what we were thankful for. That was neat Wasn't sure if everyone would go for it, but, they did. It was really good to be together. I love my sisters and their families and love my dad so much. It meant a lot for us to get together. I really enjoyed spending the day with dad. I cooked and he sat in the kitchen with me, and we just enjoyed one another's company.
But, there was the rolling of eyes, between a few family members. There's a beef going on betwen family members. I hear it from both ends. This person doesn't like the other person. This person has problems with the other person's value system. Both are right, and both are wrong. I've become the listening ear with both. I always suggest that they talk with one another. I suspect the next family get together will be a blowout, but, maybe it needs to happen?
Why can't they get along? On one side, we have a catholic family, with kids going to private school. On the other side, we have a single mom whose raised her sons alone, in the 'hood, and who is more fundamentalist in faith. Neither sides agree with the others choices in faith. But, I love them both. I find my faith somewhere 'out there' combining lots of different things. I don't think that either of them know my faith. But, they know each others and don't like it. How do I get across to them, that it IS possible to love one another and not 'look' like one another! Why can't they do this? I suspect I'd be accused of being a pollyana when it comes to wanting people to get along, but, it sure beats the alternative. I just hate that they can't get along.
And, there will be a day when dad is gone, or someone else is gone. Our family is shrinking. I really don't like that.
But, anyway.... I got along with everyone. No tears on my end. The turkey was ok, the table was pretty. Used the nicest dishes. Why not? That's what they are for. Bought a tree this weekend and decorated it. Looks good. House is empty right now. That is nice, too. Went to the Bizarre Bazaar. Lots of great art. I love art. I love how we express ourselves. Looking at a piece of art, regardless of what it is, I cannot imagine that there isn't a god. Wow.
Watched Fear Factor with the kids late last night. We laughed and laughed. A guy ate sausage casing stuffed with live worms. I even gagged watching it. We had a very thoughtful discussion on what we would eat for $50,000..... live dragonflies? Fish guts covered with ants? Sausage worms? Rotten food covered with some bug? We all agreed that the live dragon flies would go down easier than anything of the others. The winner, though, was the guy that ate the sausage worms. I can't believe it. What a twisted show. Like watching a train wreck.
So. The house is quiet. I need to straighten, but don't want to. I look at my planner and the rest of the month and next month will be so busy. But, gosh, it was good to have some time OFF. Boy, I needed it.
Was not sad about Gordon this weekend. I hardly thought of him on Thanksgiving. I guess that is ok. I guess. Just want people to get along.
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