I went to lunch with Shelley and her brother, Marty today. We ate at City Buffet and I had some of the best tasting oysters that I've ever had. Now, I'm going out with my family to South Mountain Inn to celebrate Sam's graduation from Shepherd and his Bachelor's degree. Too much food.
Today was a very long day. Tech rehearsal seemed to last forever. I texted my family about when they would come. Dad and Sam will come on Thursday and Mom and Seth will come on Friday when the interpreters are there. Mike is also the new Props Master for the show because the old one never showed up. (So, why it did not occur to the stage manager to recruit a new Props Master when the old one was not showing up...confuses me).
I get to see Mike next week! He has to come to Maryland for something at MPT. We're going to meet at the theater at McDaniel at 1:00. Then we'll drive around. I might get him to go to Frederick. Then we'll drive back to my house for some dinner. After that, he'll drive back to PA.
WHAT THE HELL AM I GOING TO DO, PEOPLE?!?!?!!?!?!?
Approximately TWO HOURS WITH MY FAMILY?!?!?!?!?!!??! Oh god. I can see it now.
*Williams family + Mike at dinner* Mom: So, Michael, how is your internship at...?
Mike: Oh, yeah, it's at MPT- Maryland Public Tele-
Sam: *cutting in* Do you like football?
Mike: Huh?
Sam: Yeah, football. I'm a 'Skins fan. Julia tells me that you're from Philly.
Mike: Well, it's actually a town near Ph-
Seth: AOOOHAHAHAAAAAOOOOAAAAAAHH. (Which means, in Deaf Speak, "Mother, I have eaten two bites of broccoli and I have sort of moved my rice from one side of the plate to the other. May I be excused?")
Dad: Oh, the Eagles!
Mike: *beginning to sweat* The who?
Sam: Yeah, Mikey. You know. The PHILADELPHIA EAGLES. The evil-shit-eating-crack-smoking-mother-fucking team that we Redskins fans hate with a fiery passion.
Mike: Oh, well, I'm not an Eagles fan. I don't really like football.
Mom: We're in the same boat, Michael! *chuckles, then puts on her serious face* How old are you? Julia says that you are a senior.
Julia: maaaaa...
Mike: Me? Oh I'm-
Sam: A lacrosse fan? That's what you were going to say, right? Yeah, well, lacrosse is made up of guys that sucked at football and decided to try and be cool by waving a stupid stick with a net around. *Sam imitates a "pansy" lacrosse player*
Mike: I'm not a lacrosse fan. I actually like tennis-
Mom: Michael, how old are you?
Dad: Elizabeth! *stage whisper* We went over what we'd ask Mike. We don't want Julia to throw a tantrum.
Julia: Christ, dad...
Mom: *stage whisper* Well, it's not like I'm asking if they're having sex.
Mike: We're not.
Sam: YOU'RE FUCKING RIGHT YOUR NOT. *stands up*
Seth: *standing up for a reason that he does not yet know* AAAAOOOOHAAAAAAOO. (Deaf Speak for "Yeah- when Sam stands and clenches his fists and knots his brow, I'm going to do it as well!")
Christmas Eve ended nicely; Mom, Seth, and I went to church. The music was beautiful as it always is. I got goosebumps during 'Silent Night' and felt "uplifted" while singing "Joy to the World." Father Philip quoted Tolkien in his sermon- that made me and Mom smile.
Christmas morning was a bit of a let down. I love gift cards; huge fan of them. But I got a calender for lefties, 'Cinderella' on dvd (Thanks, Seth?), America the Book by Jon Stewart, a book about how to audition (again, Mom, I do not need theater "how to books") and WONDER WOMAN SEASON 2. Win.
So no gift cards. Shiiiiit.
In the afternoon, the family drove to Jesse's for the afternoon. It was just the family today and it felt great. For the first few hours it was just Melanie's family, but then the Williams' showed up. :) The babies were adorable; Caitlin (my cousin) and I played with Gabe and Landon. We tried to get Landon to smile, but he didn't. He just kept playing with the plastic vacuum cleaner. Gabe was making his way around the room, being fat and happy. Ella is a beautiful little girl. :) I can't believe she's almost three.
Christmas dinner was marvelous. Better than Thanksgiving, in my opinion. I work tomorrow and Friday.
I am home! I am in Myersville! It feels so good! Mom comes home in a couple of hours and so does Sam. My family and I will sit down to a dinner of whatever I like. It is nice being the sibling that is gone for a while and then comes home. The attention is really cool. Now I know how Sam felt whenever he came home from Ohio State.
In a couple of hours, Dad will come pick me up. I will be home until the 18th. It's been over a month since I've seen Mom and my brothers and my house. It's been a month since I've seen Dad. I miss them all a lot.
Today is the show Post Mortem. I have no idea what that is; I think the cast of Playboy of the Western World meets up in the green room or the understage and talk about how we did.
I have no clue.
I just know that I'm going home this weekend and I'm going to see: 1) A lot of my old friends 2) My brother coach a college football game 3) An awesome movie that I have been waiting years to see 4) My family of course....
Mom and I rented 'Hot Fuzz' after I got off work last night. I thought she would fall asleep because it wouldn't end until midnight but she laughed her ass off the whole way through. She thought it was hysterical.
I was a little surprised.
I'm working tonight from 5-11.
I saw on my Yahoo homepage that the Dugger family down in Arkansas had their 17th child and they're talking about having more. Apparently, they like the "ruffles and lace". I can't believe there are people like that. Is that woman blind? Does she not understand after spending about 10.5 years of her life being pregnant, that babies grow up? Babies become small children and after that they grow into teenagers who need discipline and acknowledgment? As adults, when they look back on their childhood, they won't remember having one on one time with a parent, they'll remember constant visits to the hospital and babies, babies, babies.
I just think she and her husband are being eccentric and acting unfairly towards their older children. They are also setting a bad example for their children. The sons will grow up thinking that they need to breed and father many children in order to be a man. The daughters will grow believing that they are not complete women unless they give birth many times.
This is the 21 century people. There are mothers starving and they only have one child and here is a family with 17 (and they WANT MORE) who eats well. No sense.
I'm enjoying it. This morning I got on the computer for awhile. After that I watched the STP dvd (all their music videos) while I folded the laundry. I need to fold another load. God knows, with me in school tomorrow and Friday, Seth isn't going to do the goddamn laundry, so I'll have to. Grr.... Sam left after recieving three different calls from three different parents of his players and he's really pissed off because they don't call anybody else, but Sam because he's the Football-Player Friendly coach, whose young and stupid and doesn't know what he's talking about apparently, because, of course, all these retarded played football their whole young life obviously. *rolls eyes* Please note the sarcasm. I put my bookcase back to where it belongs, my desk is cleaned off, dusty, but there's room to put shit. It's a huge desk. Just messy most of the time. My portable CD player no longer works. Even with batteries, it does not start. I'll need new one. If I can convince Mom to take me to Staples to get my school supplies, we can go into RadioShack and I'll get another one. I REFUSE to get an Ipod. Don't ask me why, I love CD players. I buy the CD and I'm going to fucking use it. I hate buying something and not using it. You have noooooo idea how much I hate that useless feeling of something. Uck. I'm going ramble about Dad's family now: ( Collapse )
Some lyrics by Alter Bridge. Mark Tremonti wrote them for his mother, but they're still beautiful and in a way, they apply to me. ( Collapse )
I love you all and excuse this somewhat somber and serious post on the last day of summer. I can't wait for school to start and I will see you all tomorrow. Have a nice day.
Okay: The plane ride was fun, in the dark. Seth and I enjoyed ourselves. We got to Oakland and Uncle Jono picked us up at the airport. We drove to his house, ten minutes away. It is such a nice house, on a hill, with a view, bungalow style baby! I met Uncle Joe (Jono's husband) and he know ASL which made Seth's weekend a million times more enjoyable. Mom and I shared a bed and in the morning, Uncle Andy (the youngest of the Reardon children as well as the only Republican and he's a fire chief) was there, drinking coffee. Mom and Jono drove to the airport and got her rental car, a big red SUV. I'm suprised she could even see over the damn wheel. :) We all drove to San Francisco to see Meredith and Marilyn, "M&M's" he calls it.. Jono's lesbian friends, who were housing Aunt Laurel and Gram. San Francisco was just beautiful and foggy. =) Their house is on a steep hill and the house itself is wonderful in every way. They have two Airdale Terriers (Ida and Kip) and the kitchen is big enough for six people to cook. Marilyn is a mechanic and Meredith is a caterer. She was cooking the food for the wedding. I love them both soooo much and they want me back next summer to visit colleges. *tear* I met the Reardon's family friend, Sandy Bailey, also a lesbian. She was so..."dandy". Kinda quirky and fun, good company. I loved all the people I met and saw. Just loved them. We packed up all the chicken legs (soon to be thawed in a bathtub at Best Western)We all drove up in the cars. Captain Andy and I teased Mom the whole way up to Eureka: Andy: Hey Julia, how far do you think the car will go if we drive off this little cliff here? Me: I dunno. Couple hundred feet? If you give it some gas, we might actually FLY off the cliff. (car swerves) Mom: ANDY I SWEAH TA GAWD!!!! DON'T YOU DEH!! We got to Best Western and Aunt Ellen, Don, Ceara, and Dana were there. We ate at a Chinese Buffet place. Zack showed up with Ame and two of her kids. Okay...I rambling: THE WEDDING: It was in a park forest thing. I kept thinking a bunch of freaky BushFans would come busting in a ruin the wedding...so yes, I actually brought my switchblade and kept it in my pocket. Yes, I was ready to stab any crashers that came to disrupt the beautiful day. Andrea (my cousin) and Kellie (her wife) had a good wedding. Uncle Joe did the ceremony. Quinn (Joe's son, Jono's stepson, Andrea's stepbrother) was in the wedding. He was really cool, just Seth's age, a day older. So kewl. I stood there watching this nice ceremony and thinking, "How could anyone want to stop these weddings? Two people love each other and want to marry, what's the matter?" Afterwards, I hung out with Ceara, Dana, and Zack as they sucked down their beer and I my coke. We all ate dinner and the cake was delicious.
Okay, nothing much happened the rest of the weekend and sometime this week, I will get pictures up on Photobucket. I love it all so much.
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exhausted
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