I am lucky enough to live in a land where jackets are probably not even needed in December, but my family is stupid and they all still live in OHIO and PENNSYLVANIA, where not only is it always fucking freezing past October, but word on the street is it’s even more cold than usual this year. (When I just went to find that link, I accidentally typed in my old Keys zip code, instead of my way old Ohio zip code. For a moment, I was elated, thinking, “Highs in the 70s?! It’s a CHRISTMAS MIRACLE! Christmas miracles never happen to me.)

Point is, I have to fly up to the scary, scary, very cold land Saturday morning, so I can bring tidings of wonder and joy to the man who raised me, and the sisters who put up with my ass for 23 and 27 years, respectively.

I just finagled a ride to the airport. As soon as it was set, I realized that I just made plans for my recent ex to drop me off, and my new boyfriend to pick me up… there is probably some sort of wacko symbolism there, but I am not willing to take a closer look right now.

I would, I really would, but I have to walk to the tailor’s and see if they’ll sew the crotch zipper back into my favorite pair of red corduroys which I tore MONTHS ago, but I’m hoping the tailor will say, “Sure, we’d be happy to sew this up for you in one day!” (Hello? Christmas miracle? This would be a good one, too.)

Also on the agenda this morning is a mushroom-and-tomato omelet, watering Dennis, and finally cleaning up that sticky spot from my bender, er, two weeks ago. It’s kind of a shame – I’ve finally trained myself to stop walking across it.

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