R2D2 as, R2D2
i’m about to watch the star wars holiday special. i’m hoping that it will bore me to sleep, but i’m afraid that it will be so bad that i will be riveted with awe.
solstice, christmas… was crazy. i had a lovely time christmas eve with cubbie’s family – they seemed to love the quiches and stuffed mushrooms that i brought to the table, and i felt included in all of the celebrations, which was wonderful – especially since it was also ok that i went to lie down in the middle, when i needed a rest.
and then we got here, and i’m afraid that we weren’t, or i wasn’t, quite as supportive of poor little sick cubbie. he’s sick and my mother is sore, although healing well, and my grands are tired of being such good caretakers and we all just need a nap!
i don’t think i’m ready for this star wars special. it’s been four minutes and there have been baby wookies eating cookies and that’s nice, but they are kind of annoying, when they’re being scolded in… wookish.
BORING.
i really missed my seattle family. it’s been the first holiday in a few years without seeing them, and that’s so odd. i don’t even know the next time i’ll be able to get up there. graduation, maybe.
wookies? boring now.
bye.
