Saturday, January 21, 2017

Musicals and Growing Up and Stuff

Here's an amusing anecdote, I think.

Precocious Daughter is playing in the orchestra for her high school's production of "Beauty and the Beast."

She's been working so very hard for so many weeks, you guys. Her dedication amazes me.

"High School Musical" isn't just a Disney show, you guys.
It's life, and love, and feels.
So...I attended tonight's performance. And in the two seats to my left were my ex-husband and my ex-mother-in-law.

Yep. Really.

My ex and I regularly meet up at functions involving PDaughter. She is our child, and we both love her, and it's totally not her burden to bear that we no longer exist as a couple.

But this.

My MIL hasn't visited  since her only son and I split up. That should be fucking awkward, right?

Except it's not.

Because I've grown the fuck up since splitting with my ex. And because his mother, bless her soul, is a loving and forgiving person who is willing to accept reality. Bless. Her. Soul

Ha. Ha. Fuck you, Internet.

Anyway, I'm really happy to report that "Beauty and the Beast" was absolutely amazing. How do high school students (and their extremely hard-working faculty) pull off something like this? I'm in awe, frankly.

Me, in awe.
I'm also happy to report that my ex-MIL and I had a blast at the show. We chatted, we laughed, we had a great time.

My ex was, I think, quite discomfited.

Vexed, one might say.

Guess what, Drunkards? I'm more mature than I was when I was married.

I'm more able to love and appreciate my extended family.

And I'm more grateful for the people who love my daughter, even if technically I'm not related to them any more.

I've grown up.

It took getting divorced. Huh.

I know that makes me neither unique nor special.

Just older and wiser than I once was.

You can perhaps relate.

I'm happy that PDaughter is happy.

And that, at long last, I'm in a good place with her family, even though I'm divorced from her dad.

Yeah, that seems weird.

But it's reality.

I love my girl, you know?

And I appreciate her kin. 

Happy at that, I am.

Thursday, January 19, 2017

I'm Just Saying I Have a Pretty Full Plate on Jan 20

So tomorrow is January 20, and a new President of the United States will be inaugurated.

I'd be pretty happy if it were Frank Underwood, tbh.
I watched President Obama be sworn in both times. In 2009, it was because my entire little family had come down with the flu, so we were all home. In 2013, it was because I worked (and still work) for a company that gives MLK Day as a paid holiday, and it so happened that it fell on Inauguration Day that year.

My MLK holiday was on January 16 this year. And in addition to that, I took a sick day yesterday. And I do not feel that the inauguration of Donald J. Trump merits being absent from work for a third time in one week.

So I'm skipping the televised inauguration. I could stream it live from my office, except that:

1. Live streaming is officially frowned upon in the employee handbook.
2. I have a very full plate tomorrow and no time for non-work activities.
3. I don't want to.

And while I consider all three of the above arguments equally compelling, number 3 actually carries the most weight with me. I feel no need to watch Trump being sworn in live. If I choose, I'll be able to see it on YouTube, on CNN, on BuzzFeed any time over the next several days/weeks/eons (assuming the Internet will outlast us all). I presume that the transfer of power will occur peacefully, as it's done so 44 previous times in American history, whether I'm watching it happen or not.

It won't be this adorable, but hey, the Constitution
never mentions adorableness.
Please note that I've never used the hashtag #NotMyPresident. I didn't support attempts to sway electors away from their responsibility to vote Trump in states where Trump won. Dude won a strategic victory over an opponent whose campaign displayed unprecedented arrogance, entitlement, and failure to visualize a winning scenario by the GOP.

The object wasn't to win the popular vote, people. It was to win the Electoral College. And Trump, despicable and unqualified as he may be, scored that victory.

For someone who has built her life around political savvy, Hillary Clinton displayed a shocking lack of understanding of the American electorate.

But I digress.

I will not watch the live broadcast of Trump being sworn in, because I find that a nauseating proposition.

He's going to be President of the United States whether I watch it happen or not.

And he'll be President of the United States whether I support him or not.

Kind of like the last eight years under Barack Obama for conservatives.

Who am I to judge if they find this a good thing?

I think President Trump will be a permanent blight on the history of America. I just do.

Still...I'll be thrilled to be proven wrong. AND I'll be thrilled to be proven right if it means that the USA avoids catastrophe because such proof emerges in time.

But I won't watch the Trump era launch in real time.

Without Aretha's hat, it just isn't very interesting.

I'll bet Jackie Evancho doesn't even wear
a goddamn hat.
God bless America.

We need it now more than ever.