Today I draw one year closer to mid-life. Less hair, more ties (actually, ANY ties is somewhat shocking) — how the hell did these things happen?
Nevertheless, I continue to press on, proudly wearing my docs and walking the delicate line between adulthood and the eternal youth that remains within my state of mind (if not my figure).
And now, for a little honorary tune-age from Concrete Blonde from “back in the day” — of which I’ve had a few.
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So after months of avoiding the television in favor of evenings working…or reading…or staring at Vampmommy saying “hey, don’t I know you”…We’ve spent the last few nights reconnecting with our friends in TV-land through the wonder of the DVR. And you’ll never guess what we have discovered?
I think now is the time I am supposed to say: “SPOILER ALERT!”
Kitty has cancer; so does Lt. Van Buren. And Lynette, who was treated for cancer not-too-long ago, is now pregnant — and impressive feat given how chemo can impact fertility.
I know there’s nothing like cancer to add a touch of deep drama and a potential Emmy-nod to a TV show. However, those of us who have lived in that world for real usually just sigh and think “oh, here we are again”, examining every plot point for the slightest sense that they have any idea what it’s really like. Sometimes they get it right, and other times we laugh at something wildly inaccurate — in our minds as big a gaff as the boom mike falling into the shot and hitting the actor on the head.
So much for television as escapism.
However, if anyone from Lifetime TV is reading, no one has optioned our story — and we’ve got college tuition to pay for one day…..
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And we kick the tires
Swirling dust like snow
Across the tundra of tomorrow.
And you are here
And I am traveling
And we are together.
So it begins.
My wife and I — the former of which who’s artsy prowess is the envy of many — spent our early Christmas’s together mastering the art of holiday card-making. Our cards were the talk of the town, often hand made with a level of style, elegance and creativity that would transcend mere holiday greetings and function more as an annual gift of art. We’d spend weeks pouring over paper, scissors, hand-drawn designs and grommets in an attempt to craft the most stylish symbols of our well wishes to friends and family imaginable.
Cut to three weeks ago — when we took a moment to look up from our computers and work-brought-home, to stare at one another blankly.
VM: So….Christmas cards this year? If we’re going to do it, I’ll need help.
VD: (after 30 seconds of thought and a sigh). Uh….No
VM: Sounds good.
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Yes, the times being what they are we have reduced ourselves from personalized greetings to nothing — without even the “annual family letter” as a transition point. I hope all of my family and friend readers will forgive us for this seasonal indiscretion, but after a busy fall and even busier early winter, the best we can do is send positive thoughts and post the occasional “Merry Christmas”-related messages via our cyber-lives.
So rather than something made with raffia and velum, please accept this post as my wish to each and every one of you for a safe and happy holiday season. I’ll be back in 2010 with further musings on the Vamp-front. In the meantime, enjoy a little holiday music from my muse Siouxsie (and Robert Smith, who I think was hitting the egg nog a little too much before picking up the symbols to shoot this number).
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