12.29.2005
Musings about 2005
I filled this out last year, right when I started this blog. The questions are dumb but I'm not about to write my own, so here it is.

1. What did you do in 2005 that you'd never done before?
I got pregnant. A fine way to announce it, huh? Whatever, everyone who reads this knows anyway, or participated in the process. But to any randoms, hello and yeah! Knocked up, right here. I found out in mid-November after mentioning to a friend, "So, I'm kinda late." We were out during lunch and she urged me to buy a test. I took it (a Clearblue) at work that afternoon. As the lines appeared I couldn't process the result in my brain. I was thinking it should look like a plus sign, and it didn't because the vertical line was so strong. I stashed the test in my bag, ran to her office and made her verify it. Then I called Joe and said, "So, I kinda took a pregnancy test and it kinda came out positive." He was like, "Ahh, what do you mean, 'kinda'?" On my way home I stopped at CVS for another brand (e.p.t.) that would show the result differently. The floor guys were there that night fixing the bubble and I was in the bathroom staring at two pink lines. You'd think I'd be convinced after that, but no--I took five (really six) more tests: Fact Plus, Answer, CVS brand, and Brooks brand (which gave an invalid result). I was in disbelief, but it was also fun to watch them turn positive. When I called the doctor, I expected to be ushered in for a blood test, but instead they congratulated me over the phone. At my intake visit I had them do a blood test anyway, AND I called them a week later to get the result. I know, ridiculous.

2. Did you keep your New Year’s resolutions?
My resolutions were to do more stuff in the city, work out, and write. I did go into town more often but I want to up the ante even more this year. I lost 30 pounds and worked out like a fiend until June, when the allure of grilled hamburgers and hot dogs overtook me. In the second half of the year I gained maybe 10 of it back, but was still working out semi-regularly. I'll be kicking that up now that I'm not so exhausted all the time. I started to write something, and had planned to participate in National Novel Writing Month, a contest which challenges you to write 50,000 words between November 1-30, but November turned out to be a big month and I got distracted.

3. What countries did you visit?
Just one - gorgeous Aruba. Usually we take one vacation in early spring and then another towards the end of the summer, but we didn't this year. We were planning to go to both Ireland and the Pacific Northwest in the first half of 2006, but now we aren't doing either of those. I think we're going to use some of Joe's spring break to go house-hunting, but I still want to go somewhere warm too.

4. What would you like to have in 2006 that you lacked in 2005?
A good attitude. I coasted through a lot of 2005 without getting excited about things. Or I wasted time getting up in arms about other people's lives. 2005 was a transition year, so it served a purpose but was kind of boring too.

5. What dates from 2005 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
February 21, when Joe turned 30. Also November 14, the day I found out I was pregnant.

6. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
Working through a shitty situation with a friend. I can't even get into the situation without misrepresenting or overcomplicating it, but believe me, it's heavy. Basically I reacted to a piece of news with, "It's not the best thing that could have happened," when she was expecting my support. We didn't really speak for a while and it reached the point where I thought we couldn't continue the friendship. Things are better now, both because we talked it out and because the circumstances have changed, but it's a different relationship. A little more distant, but probably for the better.

7. What was your biggest failure?
Judging her for her choices when, for better or worse, they were hers to make.

8. Did you suffer illness or injury?
No.

9. What was the best thing you bought?
The trip to Aruba, tickets to see Dane Cook, the kitchen floor.

10. Whose behavior merited celebration?
See, this is a stupid question. Tom Brady, for leading the Patriots to a third Superbowl win.

11. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
The Red Sox front office, for letting Theo walk.

12. Where did most of your money go?
Towards the mortgage. To clothes. And a big chunk went into savings.

13. What song will always remind you of 2005?
"Holiday" by Green Day since they've been playing it nonstop since the end of 2004.

14. Compared to this time last year, are you:
a) Happier or sadder? Happier
b) Thinner or fatter? Thinner
c) Richer or poorer? Richer

15. What do you wish you'd done more of?
Weekends away, working out.

16. What do you wish you'd done less of?
Sitting around at work waiting for the day to end.

17. How did you spend Christmas?
Christmas Eve we went to my grandparents' house for our traditional feast. We watched A Christmas Carol and quoted it to death. We slept over my parents' house and opened gifts there. In the afternoon we went to my uncle's for dinner, where we played roulette and took turns holding my cousin's four-month-old son.

18. Did you fall in love in 2004?
I fell in a new, tentative kind of love, which is going to grow until it utterly changes who I am.

19. How many one-night stands?
I like to think of every time I have sex as a one-night stand, so, lots.

20. What was your favorite TV program?
Six Feet Under, which exited in absolutely stunning fashion.

21. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?
Yes. Larry Lucchino.

22. What was the best book you read?
The Kite Runner was excellent.

23. What was your greatest musical discovery?
93.7 Mike FM. I also discovered I don't care about music much anymore, which is why I'm not ashamed to say my favorite musical discovery is a mainstream radio station.

24. What did you want and get?
To go to Aruba. To get pregnant.

25. What did you want and not get?
To win the lottery. Then again, I don't play.

26. What was your favorite film of this year?
The 40 Year Old Virgin. Or maybe Brokeback Mountain, which I just saw and loved.

27. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
I had a doctor's appointment and we heard the baby's heartbeat for the first time. My family took me out to lunch at Nick & Tony's. I turned 28.

28. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
To have all my friends and family close enough to be able to see each other whenever we want.

29. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2005?
Whatever, who has one of these?

30. What kept you sane?
Talking to the people I care about. That always does it for me. That and Tetris.

31. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
Maybe Christian Bale in Batman Begins.

32. What political issue stirred you the most?
The war. Hurricane Katrina.

33. Who did you miss?
Amanda, after she left in July.

34. Who is the best new person you met?
I didn't meet anybody new this year. Is that sad? Maybe Jen, a girl from the gym. I don't think she works there anymore, or maybe she does—who knows, maybe if I ever went. I do know the worst person I met this year, also a person at the gym. She's this saggy, hunchbacked, homely old woman with gorgonzola thighs who gets totally naked and sits her bare ass on the locker room benches. Sometimes she puts down a towel first but she still misses it with at least one cheek. I grit my teeth whenever I see her. I hate her even more than Lady Who Never Does Anything who wears a long-sleeved shirt and reads the paper on the treadmill going .00006 MPH and then does the Xpressline using hardly any weight.

35. Tell us some valuable life lessons you learned in 2005.
That people's lives are going to take strange turns, and all you can do is stand by.

36. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year.
No. Maybe later. Real World/Road Rules Challenge is on.


12.22.2005
Dead Sox
Red Sox tickets went on sale a couple weeks ago and we didn't get any because we were making a crack o' dawn pilgrimage to retail Mecca. And you know what, I'm glad we didn't get anything because the Red Sox are self-destructing and they are not going to be fun to watch. I don't know how any of this happened: Theo leaving, the two-headed hydra GM being installed, Olerud announcing his retirement right after they finally rid themselves of Millar, franchise player Johnny Damon defecting to the dark side. It's just like, are you kidding? How do you let it get to this? They have no shortstop, no first baseman, no center fielder, no leadoff hitter, and no speed. There's nobody on the market to get. Mirabelli got traded for some schnook. Nobody will take Manny. Tejada wants to make out with Baltimore. Schilling is still the best we can scrape up on the hill.

It's discouraging, to say the least, and also waaaay too familiar. I'm really not prepared to see Damon in pinstripes, palling around with Jeter and A-Rod. Oh my God, just... no.


12.13.2005
To the Motherfucker in the Lexus SUV:
I wish I hadn't stopped at the drive-up ATM this morning because then I wouldn't have gone down River Street and I never would've had to know you existed. You are a ball munching ass cracker. When I was starting to make a right-hand turn at the Dunkin' Donuts, you came barreling past and almost killed us both. I had a yellow light, so you had a red, and you clearly ran the fuck out of it because there's no way you could have gotten that much speed going from 0 mph on an incline.

But that was only the first of three lights that you ran, and I was only behind you for a mile. I followed you, fuming, through the four-way stop (where you didn't stop, and where I called you a dick) and then up to the next red light, which you and the guy in front of you both turned right on, even though there's a sign saying not to. And at the next red light, you wanted to go left, so you went AROUND the guy in front of you and ran that too.

When I caught up to you again, you were going up on the curb to squeeze by someone. I turned in the other direction, but I wanted to follow you to see how many other violations you were going to commit. I really hope you ran another light in view of a cop and then an 18-wheeler plowed you, but you still got the summons.

You are too stupid to live, let alone operate a vehicle.


12.09.2005
Winter Hinterland
It's snowing like balls today. We're supposed to get a foot by evening. This morning I got out of the shower and everything was already covered and it was coming down pretty hard. The morning news was focusing only on the storm, school closings were flying fast and furious, and I thought for a brief, insane moment, "Hmm, maybe work will be closed." We have a hotline that you're supposed to call when stuff happens that might impact going to work, so I called it. It was busy. My eyes glazed over as I pressed redial a couple million times. Busy, busy busy. I resigned myself to coming in.

Hours later my car, my lovely car, so clean and unsullied when I backed it out of the garage this morning, is covered in a thick frosting of icy bullplop. My windshield wipers stick out at broken-bone angles. The snow is blowing sideways and visibility is zero.

At home the TV's big blind eye stares at Joe's chair. Packets of powdered hot chocolate with marshmallow pellets are itchy to dissolve in a mug of hot water. I am languishing at my desk, becoming distracted and going to visit my coworkers' kids, whose schools are closed and who are in the conference room coloring photocopies of the food pyramid.

Why are we here????


12.02.2005
'Tis the season
It’s Christmas time in Hollis, Queens. What the hell happened? It was just summer. I remember the day in August when my friend and I left work at noon and went up to Crane’s Beach for two glorious hours of lying in the haze, zoning out to the sound of the waves, and going to DQ for mint Oreo chocolate Blizzards. Soon enough we’ll be getting blizzards of a different sort. I have to put my Christmas tree up this weekend or it’s never going to sink in. I swear I could sleepwalk through the whole year and not notice any holidays. This year I feel like getting into the spirit. I want to do cheesy things like take a sleigh ride or walk around downtown in a light snowfall and then spin around under a streetlight.

I do not, however, want to go shopping. Fuck Christmas shopping, seriously. My family gives and receives like everyone else, but we only do it because we always have and because Christmas morning would feel weird if we didn’t. But we buy whatever we need and want all year long and getting any of us to make an actual list is torture. Every year we have the “What do you want?” discussion and every year our answers are the same:

Mom: “Oh, I don’t know, anything is fine. I don’t want you spending a lot of money on Dad and me.”
Dad: “[This really specific thing that you’ll never find because I’ve already been everywhere and I haven’t seen it]…or a gift card to Home Depot.”
Lauren: “To move out.”
Joe: “Well, [this thing] I was going to get anyway, I guess you could just wrap that.”

Ugh, that takes the fun right out of it. Giving is only fun when you find something the person will love. And that’s hard to do that when you go to the mall determined to find that something, when the selection is the same crap they always have, and there are a million other people with the same mission, some of whom are insane enough to get up at 4:00 a.m. the day after Thanksgiving just to be the first person at Wal-Mart. Joy is not found in $29.99 DVD players.

I’d much prefer to go out to dinner or plan a little getaway with my friends and family than shop for them, or be shopped for by them. I’d rather bake and decorate cookies together, or drive up to a ski resort and drink hot cocoa in front of the lodge fire, or bundle up and take a walk in the woods. And most people I know feel the same but none of us can escape finding an ends-of-the-earth parking spot at the mall, getting sweaty and pushed and frustrated and racking up huge debt, and swapping obligatory tchotchkes when what we really crave is togetherness. C’mon, let’s break the cycle! Merry fucking Christmas!


footer