strangeden, meetings with so-called important people.

One of the most recent strangeden comics reminded me of far too many memories *sigh*

My family fighting for my brothers and I all through school.
Happily I'm the only one that ended up getting "treatment" of any kind - my bros made it through clear and good. (only so far a parent can protect... but I am/was REALLY different).
My mom was going through hades backwards in my rough times but she successfully kept my younger bro clear completely - who was not only strange but dyslexic and a poster child for ADHD. We (my family) found him normal, healthy and interesting. We won!!!!!

Okay WAY too many memories.

of course my little bro still has fond memories of one of the punishments he had - to run laps. By the end of the year he was out-running the teacher, who liked to run with the students he was punishing. My little bro can still run really well.

oh sudden thought... memories of punishments....
Me? Lots of different ones. I was usually left alone though 'cause I got along with teachers. I just didn't with students....
However a friend's family:
one - sent to the library if he was late. He loves to read.... he was late a lot.
one - sent on his own. Liked thinking lots, he enjoyed it.
one - forced to help out cleaning the place.. Same thing *g*
one - given extra homework.. ummm in a family that loves research?
Anyways I've completely forgotten the rest but every single punishment the schools did to one member of the family, either them or the next one found it to be exactly what they wanted and so got punished heavily.... Silly school.
Of course one of the same schools asked the father "Why is your child so disruptive in class?". The father's answer? "Why is your class so boring?"... Note the parent was a teacher too - and probably a good one.

more later - and something seasonally appropriate maybe.
sitting back, enjoying dinner listening to Manowar (British heavy metal band) and contemplating reading some Michael Moorcock books...

Merry Christmas to all

Merry Christmas....

This is my first Christmas away from my family up north. It's verrry strange....
Somehow it seems okay as long as I don't listen to Stan Roger's "First Christmas Away From Home"

I'm going with my youngest brother to Rhiannon's Christmas party. Formal. We both enjoy formal.

No prezzies now. Very little food. *sigh*. I would have liked to have gotten that job...
Ah well. Next year.
The number of years I've actually had Christmasses where I had -any- money at all is.... 2.
That at least I'm used to.

At least I'll be dressed fancy *g*. And with good company!
Made absolutely DELICIOUS Ambesha (Ethiopian Tea bread) last night. Made in small cakes rather than one big one which was good... *yumm*. It's a bread dish heavy on coriander but with some other spicing as well.
Dinner last night was Hutspot (potatoes, carrots and onions all mashed together with a spot of butter), cream corn and applesauce. I like having stored food - means I can eat fancy sometimes *g*.

My house feels... empty. Having the current roommie's stuff already gone doesn't change that much (they didn't have much except kitchen stuff and now I've unpacked -my- kitchen so that's happy) but they're not much into celebrating much of anything other than eachother. Which is sweet, but I don't feel... there.... I guess.
I'm used to seeing the Wheat clan gettogether - or at least the Santa celebrations (with me stepdad as Santa he -LOVES- the job - and outside of being thin looks like a good Father Christmas too). That's piles and piles of kids and anywhere up to 70 or more people showing up for dinner.
*deep sigh*
Next year. Beside's the clan gathering's been set for May as there's too many to fit into any of the houses anymore. Even Uncle's place that's as big as 4 houses stacked together 'cause he got carried away building. That's not counting the (size of a house) greenhouse he built as an addition. Neat house actually - looks like 5 row-houses (rowhousen?) lined up with the fifth made of glass. Very professional. And BIG 'cause in reality it's one big house. My family up north likes getting carried away building or fixing things and he lives on a farm (100s of acres) so he's got the space.

Anyway, feeling a little homesick (even though I could never live back there again.
Me and da Otter (my little bro) are going to a Christmas dinner!

And for those who don't celebrate Christmas? Why not? It's a good excuse to celebrate something. I like celebrating everything possible!

Ta all!

Mistletoe! Happy Druid stuff!

If we were to meet under the mistletoe, would you kiss me?

YES
MAYBE
NO WAY

Comment, then copy and repost! See who wants to kiss you!

(from catmcroy)
An I'm just being silly dinna expect any answers but feel free to borrow and see what ya get *g*

well me have to go now...

or me never get to dinner on time!

packingpackingpacking. Bringing Mat his prezzie (a laptop sorta)

Ta all! Happy memories and happy times! (and happy futures!)