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Before I go Back to Sleep.......

June 27th, 2006 (09:24 am)

I have to tell the "NO NEXT CHRISTMAS" story.

It's so very telling.


And MOM swears this never happened.
But it did.

Most of you have heard it before, but some of you are new....and frankly.
The timing feels ripe to tell it again.

I was dating Stephen Williams, one of the head brewers at Celis.
It was Holiday time.

He was invited to the HOUSE on Sioux Trail, where my Family was living at the time.
The house I grew up in, in Austin, and my Family still owns but rents out now.
(Through Okinawa and Kaiserslautern...they kept that house, and it is in part why I
came back to Austin to call it HOME in 1992.)

My Mother...*laughing* My Mother is a VERY good person.
She will save the world, given enough time.
But the woman, like her own Mother, has a mean streak.

(Her Mother grew up in an orphanage in Selma Alabama, 'Nuff said.)

Stephen was doing something in the kitchen to help out, I was fiddling with the table.
He said, casually, that NEXT Christmas he would *something* (cannot to this day
remember what that something was) And my Mother said back:

No one makes it to NEXT Christmas.

I froze.
(This was 1996.)
In the dining room.
I looked at them both.
Screamed: MOTHER!

He smiled lazily and said: Oh, I will.

My Mother shifted her feet, and grinned.

and said: If you make it to NEXT Christmas, I will give you a GOLD medal.

He assured her he would, and talked about that medal for months.
Yes, well.
He didn't make it to NEXT Christmas.
No one ever has.

No one.

I have never had a relationship last a year.
Not yet.


And I'm in love with a man with two ex wives.


There's a wooden ornament on a tree that my Mom puts by the door during the
Holidays. It's been painted over many times.

The tree has the names of our Family on it.
And every year....Mom repaints it.
Nicolas, Mr Smith?
His was sloppily painted in white-out...

*laughing and crying and laughing*

She's pretty much given up hope.



will shock the shit out of her.

CARVE ben into that little piece of wood, Mom.

Just because I have never done it before....
Doesn't mean I am not capable of it.

I just had to wait through two wives............

*laughs and cries and laughs and chokes and laughs and laughs*

The world works in mysterious ways.


Let's all be Happy.

And pray for us, Mom, we really want that HOUSE.


Posted by: Caleb Bullen (calebbullen)
Posted at: June 27th, 2006 02:33 pm (UTC)

mmm... Celis!

No beer goes better with a clove cigarette after you've finished sweeping up the bar than a Celis White Ale from the tap

At least that's how I remember it back in the day when I ran the grill in little stoner bar in Lincoln Park

Posted by: Disophy (disophy1)
Posted at: June 27th, 2006 11:46 pm (UTC)
Next Christmas

Oh, yes that was a good laugh!! Then and now!!!

You always did like the number 3.

Here's to you, that house and that fella and Mom giving both of you the gold medal.

Posted by: Jenny (woodwhat)
Posted at: June 28th, 2006 12:32 am (UTC)
Cracked-Out Bliss

Hahaha! I can relate... Prior to Richard, I'd never made it past two months with anyone. I used to joke that if I ever made it past that marker with somebody, then he would be the one. It was funny, but it turned out to be true.

Posted by: Red Lipstick & Green Ink (ginger931)
Posted at: June 30th, 2006 10:08 pm (UTC)

You two are just tooooo Fabulous.

Squeeze the boy for me, will ya?

Posted by: Jenny (woodwhat)
Posted at: June 30th, 2006 10:49 pm (UTC)

With pleasure!

Posted by: hairypolack (hairypolack)
Posted at: June 29th, 2006 08:40 am (UTC)

robt rofriguez hangs out at "Your" central market

2006-06-29 03:00 am UTC (link)
This may not be what you're looking for, but he's quite the regular at the Central Market Westgate cafe. He manages to drag the occasional high-profile person in there with him from time to time.

If I'm reading the movie-geek-boy blogs correctly he's preparing something right about now, so he's probably in town.

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