The Calm Before The Storm

Giving it one more try......
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So, it’s the eve before the eve before Thanksgiving. I sit here writing tonight cause I am just in the mood to write. Maybe it’s the Michael Buble CD playing, or maybe it’s the beautiful evening weather….or maybe it’s just the calm before the storm. I’d normally be drinking a nice glass of wine right now (brings out the writer in me), but unfortunately, I have been recovering from a nasty case of food poisoning from late Saturday night. Have you ever had food poisoning? This is like the 4th time I can remember having it. AND IT SUCKS. I decided to have one of those nice relaxing nights alone at home on a Saturday night, catch up on some Tivo and enjoy a nice bottle of Zinfandel. (NOT White Zinfandel, which means you have not a clue on what good wine is…sorry to offend anyone who actually likes the stuff, but come on…most people who enjoy White Zin get it out of a box. Open your mind and get a nice Riesling or even a Fume Blanc….you’ll be glad you did and become a wine snob like the rest of us. Anyway back to my story…) So I stopped by Trader Joes and got a pre-packaged Chicken Enchilada meal (refrigerated not frozen), a bottle of wine and a couple other things for the freezer. So, I got home and ate the Chicken Enchiladas and about an hour later I got sick. Got the chills, the sweats, and my stomach felt like a scene out of Aliens. No sleep that night and some how I managed not to vomit everything up. Which now, that I think about it, I probably should of done. Cause the next 2 days my intestines felt like they were going into contractions to give birth. (And I have no idea who the father is…) Yuck. A perfect diet before the holidays, though. Today I feel much better.

So much in fact that, I was able to get all my baking done for the family coming in tomorrow. I baked 2 pumpkin pies, an almond raspberry tart, and a green bean casserole….which are all damn good. (Thank you very much.) So, now I’ve just finished cleaning my place to make everything presentable. Had to hide the porn. Which everyone does when they have family coming over. Doesn’t matter if your gay or straight, you always have to hide SOMETHING from your parents. Be it porn, pot, toys, condom wrappers under the bed, you name it…there’s always something. Now, I’m fortunate enough that my family is way cool with me being gay…in fact too cool sometimes….so I don’t have to hide EVERYTHING. But, if they went into my bedroom closet they would see my porn collection that would make a librarian and the dewy decimal system blush. Who knew Falcon had THAT many titles?

The highlight of the coming week is going to be Friday. My little sister (who’s not really little when she’s 27 years old.) and I are going to ditch my mom and older brother and drive up to Vegas for the night and party like high school girls in heat with some of her friends from Cleveland. My mom and brother are going to take a road trip up to Sedona for the night. Two different trips. One of spiritual vortexes and the other drinking spirits like vortexes. We’ll all meet back at my place on Saturday night and compare notes. Of course what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. But, in my case, NOTHING happens in Vegas. Every time I go to that city, it sucks. Never have a good time. Not to mention the gay scene is just a joke up there. So this time I hope it will be different with my little sis. I always have a good time with her and we both can drink like drunken Irish sailors when we are together. So, I’m actually looking forward to it. I’ll bring plenty of Advil.

The family flies home on Monday. I’m sure I’ll have stories…lots of stories….next time I write. In the meantime, I’ll just kick back, listen to Michael Buble, relax, kick my feet up and enjoy this calm before the storm. (And maybe watch a quick porn…)