Tuesday, December 8, 1998
9:10
Well, I can no longer say I haven't heard from my dad in over a year. I got a Christmas card from him. Mom and I had run out to pick up a few things, and when we got back, we had mail... snail mail, that is. Just one piece for me, a card. I looked at the address, and my stomach did a sickening flipflop.
You see, it was my dad's address. I came in and hopped online; I was going to wait until I was online and talking to Jev on netmeeting to open it, but I couldn't wait that long, even though I was almost afraid to see what was inside. Not much, just the pre-printed Christmas cards they send out to everyone... except where it said "Don and Althea," he'd crossed out Don and signed "Dad" and signed it "Loads of Love..." I don't know if he got the card I sent him around Father's Day this year, telling him I was engaged; if he did, he didn't say anything about it. At least I know he's still alive.
Yeah, I was a little disappointed that there wasn't a note or anything in the card, but I was also relieved to hear from him, so I know he's doing okay. He had a heart attack several years back (before I moved from California), and so I always wonder...
That was just the first surprise... I also got an e-mail from my mom's sister, who ran off with her cousin a couple years ago and divorced her hubby to marry the guy. I'm guess she got my e-mail address from her brother... anyway, it seems they now have WebTV. Mom's been trying to call them all evening, but I'll bet they're cruising the net. *chuckle* I told her she could write back to my address and I'd print things out for Mom to read (since Mom hates the computer).
I was just telling Jev, I wonder what the third strange happening will be... don't they usually come in threes? Or is that bad news? Well, I guess I kinda consider those two things to be not-so-great news; I'm not particularly fond of my aunt after she ran off and put her ex through hell, but that's the way things go sometimes, I suppose.
I told Jev he's making me look bad; he's doing a better job of keeping up his new journal than I'm doing with mine. I've just been in a sort of funk the past few days; today was the first day I've gotten dressed since last weekend. I don't know if it's the weather or what, I just haven't wanted to deal with anyone or anything; I was really out of sorts Sunday... so bad that nothing Jev tried could make me laugh. I laughed at X Files though, and that made him feel bad... I just needed something to completely take my mind off being stuck here and feeling like a waste. I'm feeling better today, but I'm not sure what's changed. *shrug*
Oh, on the bad side: I can no longer zip up my size 10 jeans and breathe comfortably. I guess it's time to really start watching what I eat, and with the holidays coming up, I don't see that happening. I did resist the urge to buy candy at Walmart today, but I still had a bowl of ice cream, and a piece of the homemade candy Mom bought this weekend. I'm trying... I just need more exercise and I'm not getting it. Maybe Jev and I can change that over the break. ;)
