Barmy Blue's Bland Blog

I hope the day is/has been good for you. I'm opening with happy Christmas wishes because I don't want to depress anyone who may casually glance at the new blog entries and because I feel that writing a blog on this day, at this time should begin or at least contain a season's greetings and well wishes to everyone.

Please don't read any further if you want to maintain good feelings and general Christmas cheer because I'm going to start whining now.

Sorry for the inconvenience.

Remember how I said I didn't want to get angry or depressed this Christmas?

Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha.

Guess what.

I am.

I'm not sure if it's completely Napoleon's fault or whether some of it is mine too.

I was supposed to get up at 8:30 but mum let me sleep in until 9:30 (good thing too). Incidentally she was supposed to get up at 5 to do the bird but she got up at 7. I was probably still awake at 5 but I wasn't looking at the time (if I don't have much time to sleep I try to trick myself into thinking I've had longer than I have by not constantly looking at my watch, that way I don't know if I've had an hours sleep or five hours, I can pretend it's the latter.) Like I said. I was probably awake then and I thought of going to get her up but she'd only been in bed for an hour so I figured she should be allowed to sleep a bit more.

We opened presents. I gave her her Sherlock book, She seems pleased.
Guess what. One of the days she went out she went to Tokyo Toys. I was so surprised. I really didn't expect her to do it this year.

I ate my breakfast and it was getting on so I went to get dressed.
Eventually I was ready and we were getting worried about Napoleon. We go to see my uncle on Christmas Day and take his gifts and then we drop him off at his friend's house for Christmas lunch. He used to have it at the pub but they stopped doing it so he had it at his friend's.

It was getting a bit late for Napoleon to get here, drive us there, spend some time with my uncle then get him to his friend's for lunch.
I called him but he didn't answer. I figured or course he wouldn't answer. He's driving. Then noon came round and I sent him a text asking if he was okay. Because I was really getting worried. I thought there might have been an accident or something. Fully ready, my bag all packed with anything I thought I might need or want. I had my hair brushed and my antlers on and secured with hair slides. I even had my ear cuffs on......did I tell you about those? I've been meaning to.

Since I can't wear earrings (my ears aren't pierced. I don't want them pierced) I bought some ear cuffs that slip around the cartilage of the ear. I stretched them out a bit until they fit nicely and I'm pretty pleased. I got one with little dangly wings on and one with stars, because they made me think of Black Rock Shooter (which I still haven't seen yet but I know stars feature in it). I got another wing shaped one but I don't like that one. It's uncomfortable so I don't wear it.

I put on my favourite two and that was the only jewellery I planned to wear. I hoped Napoleon or my uncle would ask if I'd gotten my ears pierced then I'd explain what they were. I thought it would be a fun little kind of joke really or a conversation point at least. Although the main one would be why are you wearing those stupid antlers? That would've been fun too.

Because I was getting so worried about Napoleon I put on Li (my little lucky/protective dragon necklace. I'm not sure if he is protective, I like to think he is) and my ring (it's mum's old ring that someone made her, they made matching ones for my granddad, my nanny and my other uncle who does not feature in this entry).

So. Like I said. All ready and waiting and getting really worried since he hasn't answered me. So I turned on the TV thinking there might be news of an accident he's been in. Just then the phone rings so I answer. It's him. I'm glad he's alive.

He asks what I've called him for. I tell him he's late. He asks when dinner is so I call mum (she's upstairs getting dressed) about 3 like usual. I'm thinking odd thing to ask when we're going to my uncle's first.......Ah. he's just turned up. He doesn't even get what he's done wrong or how upset I was. I'll continue now. So. Odd thing to ask. he says he doesn't need to be here until later then. So I say aren't we going to see my uncle? He replies no. He saw him on Sunday so he's got our card and gift from him. That's not really the point. I only see him once a year and what about our gift to him? He'll be seeing him on Thursday so it's fine. I'm annoyed by this. I ask why he didn't tell me. He said it was a secret. Bloody stupid secret.

Despite lack of sleep I was happy. I woke up happy. Mum made me really happy. Then I was worried but still kind of happy and suddenly I crashed into depression.

Not long after that the dog was sick twice. We thing it was from playing with her toy too much. I got super depressed and started wondering if the paper chains or the antler of the baubles we got his year were cursed. Have I brought something unlucky or evil into the house?

Mum eventually took the dog out and I started crying. I still don't know why. I think it was just all bubbling up from how tense I had been getting, thinking that Napoleon was dead.

After a that I started thinking about mum sneaking off to Tokyo Toys. It was really such a surprise and I was so happy about it that I started laughing. I'm reasonably okay now but not sure how long it'll last.

I have more to say about today that isn't sad but I'll leave it here.

Sorry for the long depressing blog.

Bluebiird out.

p.s. Oh. Forgot to say I wondered if it was partly my fault because he might have told me and I'd forgotten but we've had a phone conversation twice in two weeks (something of a record for us) and he didn't mention it then. If that's the case then it would have been wise to mantion it either of those times which he didn't.