iced tea


iced tea

Listening: A Common Disaster, by Cowboy Junkies

Reading (perhaps quality): The Kite Runner, by Khaled Hosseini

Reading (definitely pulp): Nothing.

Drinking: Nothing.

December 14, 2005
8:15 pm

I so need a better PR agent.

My father and stepmother send out a Christmas letter every year. More accurate to say my father does - while Carmen doesn't disapprove or anything its his initiative and effort through and through. The letter is usually brief and my father crafts it meticulously. He's a great writer - very deliberate and very funny.

And yet most years I wonder how he can turn my life which in general I'm really happy with and which is exciting in a hosts of ways and make it sound so... I don't even know. Boring? Sad? Prosaic? Small?

I know that a huge part of it is the comparison. My siblings have kids galore which I admit make easy and great copy. And that currently my life lacks some of the standard milestones (new job, new degree, property, husband, baby) that make it simple to show progression.

This year I had to write a one page professinal bio for myself, for the Leadership Development Program so I know how hard it is to place life in sentences that are real and true and accurate and not irrepably dorky. So I feel for the man.

But still? Come on... All I know is that next year I'm going to see if he'll let me be a contributor...

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Doing (life and related tasks): Finishing things up on this detail at work.

Doing (crafty stuff): Scrap yarn knitting, still.

Wanting: More sleep!

Anticipating: Going out to California for the holidays.

last one everything else what I'm working on on to the dailies all (well some) about me back to the index page next one


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