We’re barely into March and you can already see it. Corporation after corporation granting the masses a quick fix in exchange for a couple of bucks just like that “pusher” on the corner of that urban neighborhood. Who cares if they’re dishing out mass produced unpleasantries that cost them next to nothing.  It’s about net worth and gross! Forget health! Now, now this is not written with means to turn people off of their bunny ears, heavens know they look awfully cute wearing them. In fact, I will not press further into Easter. In a true testament of ‘better late than never’ I’m actually going to take it back to December and bring it back to February and then… end.

So, rabbit got a tree because he adores spoiling the lil ones. We did the present thing… wrapping and bows and all… and in shame I admit that I still have a few things wrapped up and ready to be sent out. Did ya’ll know that wrapping paper goes stale over time? Yeah, those gifts are looking real tacky right now. So as it stands all presents that came from thee had been opened far too early, due to things being delivered directly to the homes of others from the manufacturer itself or not at all because it’s still here.  Needless to say nothing for the kids made it to Christmas because they wanted to open three things at a time every single day and then… finally, they took down the tree like a couple of rabid ninjas, throwing ornaments around the apartment like kunai masters, FTMFW. So what did we do on December 25, 2009… the last Christmas of that Decade…

Well, though our tree was down I figured we would still do the Christmas thing by going over to mi madres… despite the last X-mas that has been updated back in what ’04… ’05? The day went well enough, much like any other day if I recall correctly until around 4pm.

 So there we were heading down Chamberlayne instead of staying on I-95 to get to Glen Allen  (another one of my bad ideas) and what should happen. Well, first I see a man who was either a bum or a hobo… I’d like to think the latter of the two because those are the ones who actually attempt to work.  You already know your dear girl has a soft heart for those who are ill fated… that, and she is impulsive to a fault… Yeah, somewhere between the spirit of the ‘holiday’ (as if) and the fact that the sky was an ominous grey and it was raining I hopped out of the car mid traffic and gave whatever bit of money along with food (McDonalds was it) to him before chasing down the Dodge because dear Rabbit couldn’t just stop mid traffic because his dear Sagittarius is a foolish foolish girl… Wait, it gets better…

So Kaoz bunny commences to give me a word or two in regards to one’s judgment… or lack thereof. You have to love a Leo’s passion, smh. So caught up in his dear Sagittarius he lost sight of the road… tunnel vision, ftw? The roads in RVA are trash but rapidly approaching a median does not make things easier on my dear Dodge who has been in two previous accidents, probably more, people aren’t too quick to admit things like that. Much like the Titanic there was a last minute swerve followed by an “damn… it’s too late” While yes, I laugh now, it was not nearly as funny then… she hit and she hit far harder than necessary for us as the passengers to not feel a thing. Or maybe my rabbit is just that damn talented? ^_^

Upon the hit we somehow made it across three lanes in the rain, in VA, into a Burger King parking lot, with VA drivers, without incident.  A-friggin-mazing! You know, minus the fact that both tires on the left hand side of the car were smashed.  Back then I went on my Bohemian Faye rant about how this is this and that is that on little to no ground outside of ranting and raving  - and in the end came up with the conclusion that I will no longer donate to people who are just standing on a corner, soooo over it.  Has anyone else ever realized that you never see a girl standing on the corner unless she’s a street-walker, and even still I have never seen one of those… I’ve seen people dressed like they could be one, but nope they weren’t. In all my years I’ve seen a female bum/hobo only once and she was holding a sign up about her kids, medication, and a ~possible~ foreclosure… Yes, I find this interesting even today… and yes, I hopped out the car and gave money to her despite being late for an interview.

Anywho, after hours of waiting for AAA we were rescued and towed to his Caddy where we begun our adventure anew. The AAA guys was pretty cool for a 6ft angry looking brawny bald guy who had right quick changed the station as if I wasn’t sitting in the cab of the truck while the dodge was being lifted… it was on one of the left wing talk shows that made good of blaming everything but the kitchen sink on the president. Guess he thought I’d be offended, go figure? Poor thing.  At least we learned a lot from each other in the end, like some U-turns should not be made in a tow-truck, baby slobber on a 2ft gummi snake is not appealing, while in a tow truck you have the right of way, most people who operate toll booths are lazy, and finally as the operator of a tow-truck all spots are blind spots so get out the way. ^_^

Around 11 or so we did make it to g’ma’s place… dinner was interesting <3, and the kiddies made good of tearing everything open, even if it wasn’t theirs. Joy of joys. Oh, and my brother plays a wicked “twinkle twinkle little star” on the piano… go figure. 

When it was all said and done that day was a good day… but so is everyday if it’s truly looked back on it…in the end.

As for Valentines/Singles Awareness/Whatever day… I made good of letting everyone know that it was actually the Year of the Tiger. Mew! Though Rabbit did get the kids valentines bears and treats, he loves to spoil, he also got me a rose now that I think about it but that was split between the babies. Another ring has been introduced but the wedding band got sucked into the vacuum and its now bent… in my own defense I was not the one vacuuming at the time. None the less – more often than not I actually hate being right… and thus we learn why Faye loves to be proven wrong.  Tis the life of the Jaded Optimist… buuuut, you know what they say about the ones who prepare for the worse. <End>