Want to talk about going from one emotional extreme to the other?? Did I ever have a night last night!!
First of all, as you know from my post yesterday, it was my daughter Kathryn’s 13th birthday, but seeing as her party is tonight, we didn’t do any of the “birthday-y” type things last night. She already got her big gift from us parents (we got her tickets to Anime North, a convention she has been craving to go to for a few years now), and she got gifts from her siblings. One of which was included a card from her big sister which made her cry. In the good way.
(Emotional moment number one)
My 17 year old daughter got her beginners license yesterday, and because I promised her I would take her out driving last night as long as it wasn’t freezing rain (and it wasn’t by then) I sat in the car while my second oldest child took her first moments as a licensed driver. Honestly, she did fine, but we did have one or two holy shit moments…okay I did, and it was really weird to be in the car with her for a milestone that I still vividly remember doing myself.
(Emotional moment number two)
So…we had birthday and driving and not really much other plans for the evening except for watching Glee with the three younger kids. Only, Glee started out with a disclaimer. On dealing with violence.
Now, I’ve been watching this show from the start and they have NEVER had a disclaimer before a show before. And they’ve dealt with serious car accidents, teen pregnancy, a suicide attempt and bullying. So we all thought the same thing: someone is going to die.
All five of the kids hunkered down with me in the living room. The six of us gathered up together on the couch (with my oldest son taking the lone chair). We watched, waiting for the moment that would prompt a disclaimer before the show. And then we heard the gun shots.
Needless to say, we were all riveted. There were tears on some of our faces. There were scenes when we all held our breath. I have to hand it to the writers of Glee, they handled an extremely touchy subject very well and left it off on, not a positive, but at least an understandable note.
(Emotional moments 3, 4 and 5 hugging teary kids)
Now, it was 10 pm. A few extra minutes with the younger two getting them ready for bed and making sure they were okay. Then up to my room and my laptop for tuning in to Last Call with Brittany Gibbons.
Omg you guys, I laughed so damn hard. And I really needed that laugh, since my day was packed full of hysterical moments and I really needed one that was in the completely frivolous fun category. And when Meredith Soleau referred to an excess of pubic hair as a “panty penis”, I even did the crazy loud, almost startled sounding guffaw. I’m sure if I had been drinking anything in that moment, I would have spit-taked it all over my keyboard.
So there you have it. One evening, in the span of about five hours, when I literally think I went through about every emotion except for anger. It was awesome.
I am now happily looking forward to a relatively quiet weekend at home and hopefully some writing time.