3 Days 'Til Xmas

Celebrating the Epiphany!

Whoever said that the Three Wise Men only came in January?  As a matter of fact, I can wholeheartedly testify to the fact that wisdom seems to be all around me AND several epiphanies came a few days before the twelve of Christmas even began.  Of course, the wisdom had been bestowed by all my lovely female readers - more than three!

You're on pins and needles, aren't you, my friends?  Dying to know what happened at the gala tonight and why I am home so early to boot - alone no less and not leaving you a drunken post telling you the sordid details of my sex life with Mr. December.  Now, hold your horses, a lot happened tonight and we've got a day to go before I'm able to leave you anymore of those posts.  I know how happy you all were with that "other" post I made, but I'm sure you want the sex to be beautiful and not drunken, right?  I know I do.

Because I know you have been rooting for me, I know you will be pleased as punch not only for my having come back from the dead of yesterday's spiral into my pity party of sugar cookies and chocolate (tons of chocolate), but you'll be happy to know I officially kicked J.L to the curb tonight.


But I also know you won't be pleased with me when I tell you that I actually think it was a good thing he came back an unchanged man and that I became temporarily affected by his vulcan mind-meld, leading up to our hockey game date.  Why is that good?  Because he served to highlight all the specialness of Mr. December, who is an incredible man who I am now determined, more than ever, to woo back and make full amends to for my terrible treatment.  

Anyway, after the sharpness of my tongue toward J.L at the Gala, in the car on the way home I explained calmly to him that I was a different woman, a confident woman who required and deserved an equal partnership and respectful, abiding love from her partner.  He begrudgingly admitted, once he put aside the affront to his ego, he wasn't looking for more than renewing our sexual relationship while he was home for the holidays.  Pig.  I didn't chastise him for either his behavior when we dated those many years ago or his behavior in our re-acquaintance.  J.L is J.L and will always be the same.  What would be the point of telling him how he caused me to feel.  I'M THE RESPONSIBLE ONE for allowing him to use me as a doormat.  That's quite an epiphany, I'd say and it wasn't a wise man.

Then there was the matter of my mother  - Oh, you'll be so proud of me, my friends.  On my way home from visiting my sister (we had a serious talk,) after I dropped J.L at Charlotte's, I called my mother and calmly told her that I wasn't coming home for Christmas because I was tired of her belittling me.  I also informed her that I was not engaged to Mr. D and if I ever became so, it would be a cold day in Hades before I invited her anywhere near him (ok, that wasn't so calmly put.)  Then I spoke with my father - because my mother became pissy - and told him that I didn't appreciate the fact that he consistently turned a blind eye and deaf ear to how she's treated me and Mary our entire lives.  Never once standing up for us, always laughing at my unfortunate moniker and circumstances.  I love my dad, but I had to say my piece.  No more insanity.  Stop the insanity!  That phone call was an epiphany bearing gifts - my freedom and peace.

The Great Gatsby Tree at The Plaza Hotel

Here's the moment you've been waiting for. 
The Plaza Hotel was beautiful, the Christmas Trees amazing, the affair impressive, but the Founder of the FD Burn Foundation, Mr. December himself was the most incredible person in the room.  Awarded a very impressive accolade, his achievements and charitable generosity only showed us another incredible aspect of what a dynamic and sensitive man he truly is.  Watching him receive the Valor Award, caused me to truly see the one thing I believe the most in at this time of the year - Christmas Spirit - and it is embodied within that man standing on the podium - Mr. December.  And that the secret of Christmas isn't just the things we do over the four weeks of Advent, but it's the things we do over 365 days of the year.  Christmas Spirit lasts forever - it's in our hearts - and it is in men like him - to give to others. 

We danced tonight - half of a slow dance until his date, yes you read that correctly, interrupted us and his aunt called me away.  I didn't get to say to him all the things I hoped to say, specifically those three words, but it was still magical, and I did get to apologize.  

I'm sure a bunch of you will scream text him, call him, but I won't.  I still have to go on my date with my bashert. 

Don't you worry, Mr. D HAS BEEN MY SHADCHAN DATE all along.  Isn't he a sneaky devil?  That incredible man knew I was the woman Sadie tried to match him with. Well, after talking with G (yes, we made up,) I have a plan which Sadie, Char and G are going to help me with.  

Let my wooing begin.  He deserves to be wooed.

I think Christmas Eve is just the night to go for some Chinese food and meet my blind date.   

This song is filled with so much feeling.  It's specific for how I feel about Mr. December.  SheDaisy's "That's What I Want for Christmas."  Here's to hoping that Christmas Eve goes as planned.  

Song on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nZB_BMyYbEg

Oh, and for you fashionista girls - Here's the J. Mendel gown I wore tonight: