We had a lovely, intimate lil New Year’s eve gathering.  My C and the girls, B, M & K and D (eventually).  F joined us and A didn’t make it.
K brought so many goodies…cheese cake, a luscious cranberry bread with grand marinier icing.  B brought steaks which I marinated and Tam BBQed.  I finished up M’s celtic tree of life early, then we just partied.  Listened to music, lots of good conversation, and food.  We played Cranium and that was fun.
    K wouldn’t let me do dishes, which was very nice!!!  C and the girls, and M & K went home early (before midnite) to avoid the drunks on the roads.  B and E stayed til 1am or so.
    I am about to go insane from this tootheache/sinus/ear thing!  It is so incredibly painful!!!    B said he would take me to get it taken care of, bless his heart, but how to handle it until then??  If I take enough medication to relieve the pain, I’m sick to my stomach and loaded, neither of which I want to be!!  But it’s either that or sit around crying and whining and feeling sorry for myself!  Gods!!  I hate tooth pain!!
    Mom’s social worker is coming for her yearly eval tomorro, so I need to go over there and help mom clean up.  Tam offered to come home at noon to help, but what’s really more important right now??  I mean, yes, I’d like some help.  F can’t do it with mom’s catboxes, and A is MIA (again), so that leaves me.  If Tam comes home, that’s fucking with our paycheck.  We really can’t afford to do that right now.  I think I just need to buckle down, take some pain medication and do it!!
    It has recently come to my attention, that my gardening friend and neighbor, R, is not such a good friend after all.  Turns out he’s been trying to stir things up between mom and us, (me, F and Tam) by telling stories, gossiping, and repeating things out of context.  He seems to do this for his own amusement; he’s an odd, lonely man.  We have all agreed to be very careful to not give him any more fuel for his firestarting.
    I wish my F weren’t so unhappy.  Half the time she’s sick, the other half it seems she’s struggling with her love.  It hurts my heart.  Unlike Tam, I don’t blame A.  F is in love and she’ll take what she takes until she can’t take it anymore.  It doesn’t help her to think those closest to her are seeing her as foolish.  Love is love.  I don’t doubt that A loves her.  He’s just a little wild and predictable only in his unpredictability!  He’s responsible in his own way, but pulled too many directions.  It’s hard. 
    I seem to have found adoptive parents for Birdy, the dirty pirate hooker.  I’m so pleased, and so sad and scared at the same time.  I’ve never adopted out one of my babies before.  It is really the best thing for her, though.  She needs a home where she will get the time, attention and affection that ‘toos need to thrive.  I cannot give her that here, with 8 other birds (2 of which are ‘toos).  I’m actually feeling pretty good about it (as good as a control freak like me can feel).  Judi seems very enthusiastic and realizes the commitment she is taking on.  They’re building her a cage, and I’m sending the one she’s in, so Birdy can transition easier.  I need to type up (or find) the Birdy Bread recipe and send it to Judi, along with some links for toys and such.  I’m going to send some links about training ‘toos, and about their needs.  Also poison woods and foods.  They’ll be driving out from N. Arizona later this month to pick her up.  That gives me some time to get used to the idea.
    I also need to make Bread for my birds today, and get the kitchen cleaned up.  I’d like to get the tree down and Yule decorations put away, but I don’t see that happening today.  But if I don’t get started, nothing will get done, so I’m off!