The Season of Giving

Got myself Netflix for Christmas and I'm waaay too excited. Thanks thee three wise man for instantly watchable streaming movies. Now who wants to watch documentaries on my laptop allday erryday!?

Queue it up ya'll.

Words From the Wise

Last night two men spoke to me in ways that made me think and act.

One said, "If you want to go, go."

So then I went and just so I was knocked out of my bad mood and I saw old friends and met new ones and I laughed and it was exactly what I needed to feel good on a suburban winter night.

Another said in reaction to my slightly sheepish response to the question, "What do you do?" "Ah, so you like to take care of people. The world would be a better place if there were more people like you."

Prior to that statement and especially among the company of artists and archaeologists I answer that question with a little offense and a shrug of my shoulders. Through an endearing stranger I better understood myself. Do I love art? Yes, and sometimes I create it. Am I a lover of knowledge and solver of puzzles? Oh yes. Do I love my job? Most days. So why then should my body slightly recoil at the question? Oh, I'm just a nanny and I am just going to school to be a nurse.

Just a nanny? Just a nurse?

Checked. It's not as glitzy sounding as rocking a gallery opening or dusting off exotic rocks, but he's right, I like to take care of people. I am The Last Unicorn and I like to take care of people and I'm better at it than I am at most things. Is the mathematician shy about the fact that she is adept at the language of numbers? No! Does the fashion designer wear his own clothes? Of course. I'm proud of my skills and I love what I do and that was the last time I'll ever answer that question with anything less than enthusiasm.

The fundamentals of life are deceptively simple. If you want to go, go. If you want something get it. Because you won't be "going or getting" if you never try. Slowly, but surely I'm getting better at this in my life. For me, it all boils down to overcoming one form of fear or another.

It's Beginning to Look a lot Like Christmas!

"Good Shit"

Whoah Fela Kuti had thirty wives! I did not know that, but I'm sure glad his music and political activism are back in the spotlight. I remember being introduced to Fela so many years ago, ahh memories.

The other day on The Colbert Report the cast of Fela! performed, Zombie, a song from the new Broadway show. I was both surprised and impressed. Neat! I think I'm going to be on a Fela kick for awhile, which is nice because it makes me feel warm and want to dance all over, when it's cold and all I want to do is wrap up and read books.

Hey, it's Friday, and thank goodness for that! I think this week was the longest of the year. Winter solstice week from hell!

(Vocals start about six minutes in!) Mmm!

@&!*#

In addition to my automobile being held ransom by Meineke I just took a peep at the prices of my books for next semester and they equal nearly one half of my tuition.

Wah wahhhh.

One of my "books" is a "coloring book" for thirty bucks! REQUIRED. My most expensive book is almost three hundred bones, and naught to be found on the discount websites. English books are infinitely cheaper than Science books. Of course.

Oh well.

Back to frugal town.

LOL

That is the only time I will ever write that in my entire life, but I just realized how comically bad the haircut is that I gave myself this weekend.

YO

I'm busy.

Word.