There are those years that will bite one in the ass as a hallmark of their badness. Good, bad, there’s always something that makes them stand out and leaves one wishing not to ever repeat the experience. This hallmark year started when I ran into an old flame and, after that run-in, my sanity and common sense were called into question. How in the world was I ever attracted to someone with the IQ of a houseplant? Quoth Tennessee Williams “that sweet, sweet bird of youth.” Quoth me “someone get a gun and kill that bird”. What part of one’s brain caves in on itself and seeps out one’s ear when they fall in love?
But the brighter of 2011 - I have now completed 2 years of celebratory bliss because my neighbor has chosen to ignore my very existence. This may seem odd and disconcerting to some people but to me, it has been a blessing. No more drama. No more I, Me, Mine. No more gossipy chatter about Ken and Cathy (whomever the hell they are) on the Cape and so-and-so in Aspen and dropping in on my holiday dinners without an invitation and no more assuming she could use my car whenever she flew into town. My life is now joyful and full of peace. Aunt Blabby has left the building.
2011 was great for visiting San Francisco. I finally got off my ass and started going home every few months so that I was not feeling so hog-tied in Central Oregon. This past weekend with brother dear was one of the best weekends. We pigged on dim sum, bought an artful stool for his living room. The work is called Toad Stool. It looks like a big, uh, toad stool. Dinner party on Saturday night with Tuscan chicken and a chocolate mousse and my friend Helen whom I had not seen since I moved away. Helen, amazing drummer and all-round cool chick played for a punk band called “Me First and the Gimme Gimmes”. Loved the band and adore Helen!
Speaking of gimme. Gimme and “R” gimme an “E”... Remission. Still have a ton of problems using the word but I’m still there. This was a good part of 2011.
2011 forced me to catch up on all the movies I had access to, wanted to see but didn’t take the time. Through the magic of Netflix (and their new outrageous prices) I have been able to see movies that I’ve wanted to see but just didn’t take the time: “Steal This Movie”, the story of Abbie Hoffman and my entire generation was wonderful. “Night Catches Us”, “Exit Through the Gift Shop” and “The Unmistaken Child” are movies that I enjoyed so much that I’m glad I can watch them more than once. Because I could download to my iPad, movies and books became much more portable and less cluttered and I visibly noticed my world slow down just a little bit when I could sit back and read.
I now know that 2012 will bring a July 4th trip to The Pines at Fire Island with my brother and a trip to Bolivia. More work, less time and another year older. But as I move out of 2011 and into 2012, I discover that I have not just grown older but I have grown up. I resisted being an adult and all the crap that came along with it. But now - knowing I can make hard choices and not wrestle with myself over them has been a valuable lesson.
Whatever 2012 has to offer - bring it on!