How It All Went Down (Raising Itself Up in the Process)…

Taken August 9, 2008 with Canon PowerShot A550

As I sit here at 10:14 AM, with my second Cuba Libre half-full/half-empty – pick what suits you (Now, don’t be mad, Mom. I work nights. This is my 10 PM, remember?) – I’m trying to reflect on 2008, choosing words that actually describe it properly. The only words I can come up with are, *Incredible* Year.

They don’t do the year justice. “Amazing” comes to mind, as well.

I’ve changed more in this one year than I have in all of the previous 40-odd, I believe. I’ve changed with a purpose – rebuilt myself – rarely falling back into my “old” self; again, on purpose. And, truthfully, there are few… (two, maybe…?) people that I bother to do that for anymore.

I can confidently say that there is not a single person walking the planet that really knows me. The closest to knowing me would, of course, have to be The Idiot Child, but when you smush two human beings into one room and take away their walls and their sunlight, they have to kind of get to know each other. The alternative would be to kill each other.

Kyla has become more “The Mom” than “The Kid” over the last few months. She makes sure I get to work on time… that I have meals (not always on time, mind you)… that I’m wearing clean underwear, and that there’s nothing gross stuck in my teeth, or hanging out my nose. She tells me what my chores are and when to do them. The only real “Mom” thing I do is get her to school – and that’s because, otherwise, she wouldn’t go at all.

We don’t argue or fight. Ever. She’s fourteen. We’re obviously not normal, are we? Ah well… “normal” is over-rated, anyway.

Ruby knows me best, next. She’s the only real face-to-face friend that could say that, I guess. Actually, now that The Fly-Girl has flown, she’s pretty much the only real face-to-face friend at all, here in good ol’, bad ol’ Sault Ste. Marie, and I like it like that, I truly do.

I’m changing, for the most part, in preparation to leave this little city. I’ll keep a “base” here until Ky is out on her own, and then that will go, too. I’ve been saying that for years, now, but it’s only been in the last year that I’ve done anything about it. Plans have been made, laid down, dissected into the smallest possible steps, and I’ve slowly been picking away at them.

Now, when I compare who I was a year ago today, to who I am now, it’s astounding. I’m much more like my blog “persona”, now, for one thing. I’m “slightly exaggerated”. LOL! Strange description, I suppose, but I like it very much.

I begin traveling *for real * in March, with a trip to Detroit. That seems small, written here, but it isn’t, at all. That’s big. I’ve literally never been anywhere (I can’t count the week-long school trip to Montreal, because I was drunk for most of it, and besides, that’s where my fear of airplanes hit me in the face, and I’ve had to negate the parts I remember – screaming comes to mind.).

I’ll be flying to New York City sometime in the fall – most likely the first week of October. In between, sometime this coming summer, I will be setting fire to Suzi’s back yard, in Minnesota.

Yes. 2009 is the year that I will begin meeting my “Blog-Family” face-to-face. Finally. And I don’t want them to meet the Me that once was. I don’t like that person, so why would they? I’m not that Me anymore, and all it took was a little bit of On-Purpose Hermitization.

I will be the blogger they have come to “know”, so to speak. Slightly exaggerated. Says “shit” a lot (granted, that’s a carry-over, but it’s a really good word – just ask The Pop-Eye.).

Except I won’t say “shit” in front of their kids. Unless their kids say “shit” first, and then I will try my damnedest to be a good influence and say, “Don’t say ‘shit’ – that’s a bad word.” Then again, maybe I won’t… πŸ˜€

Yes, 2008 has been my best year, yet. The happiest. The most lucrative. The most “step-forwardest”. The last time I said something even close to that in this space (don’t look for it – I “disappeared” it long ago…) my entire life and being turned upside-down and inside-out and it took a year (and Ruby) to set me straight again, but I’m not concerned about jinxing myself, this time.

I make my own luck now.

So… highlights of 2008?

I bought The Prissy-Van. πŸ˜€

I lost my father. πŸ™

I dumped a bunch of nasty-bad memories. πŸ˜€

I lost the sunlight. πŸ™

Oh, and I got the WordPress Stats Plugin – so I can now give (to those of you that may give a shit) my Top Ten Posts for 2008. The list is not completely accurate, as I didn’t install it on January 1st (or even in January – truth be told, I don’t remember how long I’ve had it), but it’s interesting to see.

The post titles and views are above and below each other, rather than side-by-side, only because I can’t be bothered to go in and fix the code that “clipmarks” puts in there, but I guess you’ll manage to figure it out.

And if you can’t see it at all, it may be because you’re not browsing with Firefox. (Bad, Bad, BAD!)

Oh, and there’s 13 rather than 10, simply because of the three-way tie at the bottom, there.

And, by the by, I am SO sick of that post at the top. There are more freaking “pierced nose” searches through google than I ever wanted to know about.

Oh, yeah…. Resolutions? Two:

1) Get on that plane in October without screaming, crying, or getting drunk first.

2) Quit using so many freaking quotation marks on my freaking blog.

Random Song-for-the-Day: “Everybody Have Fun” – Wang Chung

P.S. It’s now 11:59… it took an hour and forty-five minutes and a third Cuba Libre to write this crap. I’m having another one. Cuba Libre, that is – not crap.

Happy New Year!!


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11 Replies to “How It All Went Down (Raising Itself Up in the Process)…”

  1. First of All ….MOTHER!!! or CHILD!!! My name is Kyla Yes the name YOU gave me.. But Preferably The Magnificent Binky . This is probably the second post of your’s that I have actually read or maybe three any way who’s counting . Not me . It was an amazing year wasn’t it we have had many laughs and cries ….. You Just freaking love to freaking say freaking don’t you ? As do I Tehe . But I must Object to you not mentioning the rest of Your IDIOT children Because well they were with us for most of our FABULOUS year Like the Dastardly El Wendito and her pantsless man candy, and you can’t forget Kelser and Minky For There Astonishing Winning .. You know you like it ! Oh and what about RayVon For destroying our Room A number of times I’d give an exact but well I lost count at fifty-five And well we can’t forget Joannaha For Her OOMBLAH now that was funny!!!

    So Because YOU did not tell your Lovey blog family about the rest of our IDIOTIC one I did So that is that I am done . Now there is one last thing for me to say F’ ing happy rainbow sunshine to all and a happy new year !!!

    Les… er… Mom Says: Oh. My. God. BINKY!!! You READ something?! (I tried to name you MAUDE, you know – neither your father nor your Gramma – yes, the Gramma named MAUDE – would allow it)

    It was most definitely an amazing year… and I really, really should have mentioned my other Idiot Children: El Wendito and her “voices” – although Pantsless Matt doesn’t count, since I only met him on the phone (Hey, if he won’t put his pants on, he’s not comin’ over!), and Kelser and Minky ARE astonishing (but I think you should learn to use spellcheck – they WHINE more than they WIN), and RayVon is STILL the only trustworthy one of the bunch of you (don’t forget to tell him that he has to feed Sheikh and The Patchouli-Cat while we’re gone in March, or I will NOT pay him, no matter how many cigarettes he steals from his mother to bribe me with), and also…. “OOMBLAH THE JOANNAHA!!!!!”

    Oh, and don’t say “F’ ing”…. umm….. say “shit”, instead.

    ‘Nuff said.

  2. I will have the guest room nicely shoveled out, and the backyard primed with gasoline. Can’t wait!

    I always liked you, you know. Even the old you that you don’t like.

    Les Says: Yeah, but Suzi, you like just about ANYBODY. I envy that enough that I’m attempting to put it into practice, myself. It makes for better sleep, when it works (then again, four cuba libres work pretty freaking well, too.).

  3. Les,
    I’m very glad to have made your acquaintance in 2008, and hope to be interacting more with ya in 2009 and beyond πŸ™‚
    Have a happy 2009!

    Les Says: Thanks, ~willow~ … “2009 and beyond” sounds like a great plan: let’s see who can blog the longest… πŸ˜€

  4. Hey, you can say shet around my kids. Just don’t call them Shet Bag.

    That title is for me and me alone.

    Les Says: Really?! How about “F-ing Betch”? Can I call them that? It’s good to know this stuff ahead of time.

  5. Oh, I think I loved the comments in here almost as much as I loved the post! I had no idea you were REALLY planning looking us all up, so I’ll tell ya’ what, you make it over the pond to here and I’ll even drop the precluder of you bringing your own feakin’ chair along, howzzat?? Hell, I might even let you use mine (I only said MIGHT, no promises, ‘kay?).

    Les, you have come through the fire and proved to yourself how incrediblly strong and amazing you truly are hon, but we all knew that already. (Hugs)

    ps. That off-spring of yours ain’t so bad either!

    Les Says: Oooh! Just you wait ’til the next post… wherein I have confiscated the video from The Idiot Child’s New Year’s Eve “party” – yeah. The one that I was absent from, being across the street dancing in a parking lot all night long. Sounds like she was REALLY bad, doesn’t it? Not so; the poor kid nearly had a heart attack over… well… give it a day or two. You’ll see.

    I GET TO MIGHT SIT IN YOUR CHAIR, SHRINKY?! For REAL, I might!? It may be another year or two, you know… you and David will be two legs of the same journey, I imagine. I’m very much looking forward to it, too.

  6. Hope your NYE was fantabulous and 2009 is a rockin’ great year for you, too πŸ™‚
    Although I notice you’re not visiting all of your blog family as you’re not heading Down Under to visit in Oz πŸ˜›

    Les Says: Ah, but Jayne, you are mistaken, there… David McMahon is in Oz, as are you (where, in relation to Melbourne ARE you located, BTW?), and one other… but that particular trip will have to wait a year or two – unless they build my Prissy-Van a tunnel or a bridge, at least!

    This year, I’m limiting my traveling to my own continent. Until or unless I meet that Magic Movie Producer that’s dying to buy my stuff, anyway. πŸ˜‰

  7. “How about β€œF-ing Betch”? Can I call them that?”

    Oh, alright.

    But only if they’re being really good. And only if you use your strongest Canadian accent.

    Les Says: Well… okay… but they won’t ever be the same, after that.

  8. Oh, like my kid has never heard any of that before… although I HAVE told him that these are adult words, and not the prettiest in the bunch. They’ll be familiar enough to him, I’m afraid. I have guest room waiting as well, although it is a far piece from SSM to Nude Siberia, LA. But we’ll be here when you get here, for sure.

    Les Says: I’m not counting Nude Siberia out completely this year – although Mardi Gras is a bust, dammit – but I don’t want you to hold your breath, either… then again, I AM still playing the lottery on a near-religious basis, so ya never know.

  9. Ahhhh!
    I’m in the south-east suburbs of Melbourne, Les πŸ˜‰

    Les Says: Well, there we go, then! Lunch and photo-ops with two Aussies at a time… provided you both don’t ditch me on the same day, I’ll have a grand time down under.

  10. What a year! And you audio blogged which made me smile big! New York? Take me with you! I’m actually thinking of going end of February again but you’ll take the town by storm, or drunkenly, no, hopefully just by storm. Happy New Year!!

    Les Says: …nor by a drunken storm. Hopefully. That would be bad.

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