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Multiple people have been warning me to beware of those times when I’d want to pick up the phone to tell mom something. I told them not to worry…I hadn’t been able to pick up the phone to call mom in months. I did call dad everyday, and sometimes I’d ask to speak to mom, but it wasn’t to share news as it was to tell her that I was thinking of her and that I loved her.

But it finally happened. One of my co-workers said she’d never heard that song “I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas,” so I was looking it up to share with her. I’ve always liked that song. But I also have a thing for hippos. I would love to be a hippo. What a cool life. Get fat, hang out in a pool and nap all day, come out at night to munch on some grass. Yes, please.

Anyway, mom found the song kind of annoying. I think it interrupted the flow of more traditional Christmas music on her radio station. We had fun talking about it, though, and she found it amusing when I’d sing it.

While I was looking it up for my co-worker, I discovered that it’s sung by the one and only Shirley Temple! I never knew that. Maybe that’s not true, but it’s the most common attribution. I immediately wanted to grab the phone and tell mom. But then I remembered she wouldn’t answer.

Such a silly thing that led to such sadness.

In general, I’ve been doing much better with my grief. I’ve stopped crying (for the most part) during my appointments with my counselor, and I don’t get caught up by much during the day. I’m still struggling with correcting my eating habits. I’m getting there, but slowly. It’s very hard to be in my parents’ house. I don’t know how dad does it. That might be why he’s still so depressed.

Dad did not want to decorate at all for Christmas. I just can’t imagine how sad it would be to be there on Christmas morning without even a tree. I don’t care about putting everything out, but the tree and the mantle need to be done. He acted like he wasn’t sure he wanted a tree, but when I called him earlier this week, he went on and on about the pretty tree he’d found…about how it wasn’t as tall as the usual ones, but it was full and beautiful, and we’d still need a ladder to get to the top…he sounded so excited. I’m glad I didn’t let up on it. I’m meeting mom’s best friend over at my parents’ house on Saturday to trim the tree and see what we can put out. I think it will be nice.

I finally found a bit of volunteer work. Not on Christmas Day, but Christmas Eve. SAFE Haven for Cats, a really nice shelter off Durant Road, is posting volunteers at Barnes & Noble locations in Cary and Raleigh this month, and they needed some folks to fill shifts on the 24th. Dad agreed to help, so we’re going to be at the Cary location from 2-4 on Christmas Eve. Then I made dinner reservations for us at Herons. I thought it would be nice for us to not have to cook. These past few years, we’ve just been ordering pizza and staying at home and watching the Grinch. This might be a nice change. Then I’ll spend the night to keep watch for Santa. I wouldn’t want to miss him. 😀

I think we’ll be okay. I’m a bit worried about how our gift exchange is going to work. We usually take turns opening presents, so it would be dad, then me, then mom, until we’re out. It’s going to be a bit awkward with just two of us. I guess we’ll figure it out. Nothing else to do!

I’m finishing the last paper I have to write–ever, thank goodness–for my graduate career tonight. My thesis defense is on the 16th, and while I’m sure I’m going to have a pretty hefty revision after that, I’m glad we’re at least closer to the end. I’ll be off work from the 23rd through the 2nd, and I can’t tell you how much I’m looking forward to doing nothing. Well, actually, I’m planning on spending a great deal of time figuring out a budget…I’m quite a bit in debt and need to work that out. If anyone wants to contribute, or maybe pass a winning lottery ticket this way…. 😉


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