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Below is what I had originally written to go up. But last minute, Q’s father sent me buddy passes to fly back to NY with Q (on stand-by. Let me tell you, my anixiety disorder did NOT like that part) for only $100. So off to New York I went.  And that’s where I am. Voila.

-EE

And I do mean happy holidays.  Regardless of your religion, or spiritual beliefs, or your hate/love of consumerism, I wish you happy holidays.

I am alone in Phoenix. Q is visiting her family in NY. Tickets were over $500, which I can’t afford (and think it’s kind of silly to spend that much money now, when we are planning to visit New York at the end of March for a lot less using Buddy Passes). I’d rather save the extra towards the new car I’m going to need to buy this spring before it gets hot, or towards paying off our massive debt. And I’m going to Denver without her in January (using my Frontier points, so it’s free) without her, so I understand the need to visit your roots. AND I’m not Christian, so it’s not like I’m alone on my holiday.

But I don’t know really anyone here. I have no one to eat Chinese food with and go see Sherlock Holmes with me on Christmas Day (you know, traditional Jew celebration). I don’t have other things to distract me.

So I’m going to make some of my own traditions. Perhaps cooking something special. Cuddling with the kitties while I watch bad shark movies and re-watch Season 1 of Dexter. Who knows? But I shall make my own holidays, and not be limited by Chinese food and movies in the theatres.

Happy Holidays, however your celebrate (or don’t) to one and all!

-Essin’ Em