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11:33 pm and in the middle of setting up the Christmas tree. The lights are glowing and blinking, and I'm sitting here sad, slightly bitter. I'm thinking about our family friend that past away this past summer. I feel guilty for not visiting her in the hospital, the hospital she passed away in. Mrs. Dorothy Webber was The Christmas Lady. I remember visiting her home at Christmas time to exchange gifts, with her warm hugs and wet lipstick kisses on the cheek. I remember her pineapple upside down cakes, butter cookies and mincemeat tarts. I actually hated the latter but could never tell her. She was the sweetest lady ever. I think about 80% of our Christmas ornaments and decorations are gifts from her. She's also probably the biggest driving force that interested me in crafts. We have many sequined, beaded satin ball ornaments from her, that I remember holding as a child and gazing in amazement at its' frilly foil appliques, shiny beads, and pretty ribbons that adorned the satin-covered decorations. I couldn't understand that she had _made_ them, rather than buying them. I miss her. It doesn't feel like Christmas without her. We even have her beaded tea-strainer ornament, and a musical bell, hung low near the bottom branches of the tree. That was her thing. Musical boxes, chimes. I have a dozen musical boxes, also from her. She was a generous, warm hearted lady. It was great to relax in her home over cookies and milk, pie or tarts. Was hungover today. Internal clock woke up at ~ 8 am, but I just couldn't make it out of bed. Had to drink water because if I didn't, the day would have been worse. Much worse. Was hungry as HELL, but had to hold off eating for fear of puking. Shouldn't have mixed in beers with everything. Slept in, but finally got up a couple minutes before noon. Been a while since I've done that too. Let me tell you....being hungover, then deciding to spend an afternoon shopping with your MOTHER at CHRISTMASTIME on a WEEKEND at the mother of all MALLS is a classic example that your drinking has killed one too many brain cells. I was about to shit myself, I was so pissed out afterwards. Luckily, got to enjoy some great sushi at 601 broadway and ash. Good lord I could eat that all day.
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