Thursday, November 8, 2007

Tuesday, November 8, 1977

Psalm 12
Day 28

Got up late. Dressed. Ate breakfast. Pops went out to buy a camping stove stove. He came back. Then me + mom + T went shopping. Came back. Started to cook. We had a good eats. Today I read "Risky" and "Black Gold". I also read "Misty, a pictorial Life Story". Ate dessert. Put on pj's. Got in bag. Thank you, Mr. O.

I ate:
  • Breakfast: Peanuts, 1/2 banana
  • Snack: 1/3 of a beef stick
  • Dinner: beef neck +peanuts + sweetpotato+potato+carrot+rice + soup stock soup, cabbage +carrot slaw, peanuts
In case you think it strange to have peanuts in a stew, it's actually pretty good, particularly if you buy the green peanuts. It's almost like a nutty potato, but more flavor. The combination of meat and peanuts is pretty common African one, I found out later, and Big Bear tends to the exotic in her tastes, and so often reads world cuisine cookbooks.

The camping stove... a small two-burner Coleman camping stove that used liquid fuel. We parked it on top of the regular stove. Now, in those parental decisions you question... I do wonder why long-range, Poppy thought it would be cheaper to buy a camping stove/buy fuel on a regular basis, as opposed to just turning on the G&E??? Although, I'm not sure we even had a lease, which is what is required to go to Con Ed. Eventually, the Coleman gas proved to be a little pricey, considering we used the stove every day, and so at some point we switched over to using regular gas.

Yes, I know how dangerous that was. But you know what they say: "God takes care of fools and babies." Of which we quite obviously fit into both categories.

7 comments:

professor said...

we were truly crazy as hell and it has marred me for life...I know it has totally affected all my interpersonal relationships and I'm convinced because of my childhood and all the issues that resulted from living this crazy life I will never be able to have a normal relationship, never mind marriage, in my life.
Reading this year reminds me of all the anger, fear,loneliness, and insecurity I felt at nine that have continued to plauge me throughout my life (I still love the parents, but DAMN)...
I didn't know better at the time, but I did know that I shouldn't have had to struggle so much and be so damn uncomfortable...
I really didn't realize the difference till we started meeting peers and going to school...our saving grace was that we remained a close family and the love was true and genuine...and that too is something I will never find I'm convinced...
in Jan. when you finish the year, you need to take your posts, as is, add pictures and publish it...I promise it will be a best seller...

The Bear Maiden said...

Yeah, it was crazy but I daresay that a lot of what you're feeling now is projected back. Not that I doubt you were more traumatized than me... but it's not like you were a deep dark morose kid, especially once we got settled. And you've got great interpersonal relationships... you regularly save children's lives, and help their parents and have had far more loyal friends than I did. As a matter of fact, most of our childhood or longterm friends were people you befriended first. And when we were teens, people were always in YOUR room and sleeping on YOUR floor because you were so warm and caring. They damn sure weren't sleeping in my room. You also are about to hit 40... and I guarantee you that once you "cross over" you take life a lot less seriously than you do in your late '30's. AND you need to kick your daughter out. That'll make you a lot happier... Oh, and stop listening to your "girlfriends" and go get some. I did ;). It'll make you feel a lot better.

professor said...

oh ok...lol...and the friend bit, I totally agree cause I LOVE my sexychocolate!!!!!

Fat Lady said...
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Fat Lady said...

You know the problem with having a completely abnormal childhood? You think that the results of it are as unusual and unique as the childhood itself. But the reality is that pretty much everyone winds up screwed up by something or another. Just most people are mundane and boring and screwed up - and some people - like the two of you are interesting and vibrant and screwed up.

And Bear Maiden is right - turning 40 really allows you to embrace your inner lunatic. All that weird shit about yourself that you spend your 20s and 30s trying to eradicate is suddenly perfectly acceptable to you when you turn 40. In fact it's not just acceptable, its valued - you realize that it's all that stuff that makes you who you are and that you're pretty fucking fabulous. Not that any lurking insecurities get up an leave - they're still there - they're just not that important any more.

Really. You all are about the most interesting people I know. You all love fiercely and that's something rare and fabulous. Yeah, it might make life a little hard - and might scare a few hundred people away - but the ones who are left are the ones who are worth it.

There's no such thing as a normal relationship. And even if there was one, you wouldn't want it. It would bore you to tears.

professor said...

lol...I guess your right...so I guess that means I should write more of my craziness on my blog and not just read bearmaidens and let her speak for me...

The Bear Maiden said...

LOL. YA THINK!!!!????