Stay in Touch

Hello Everyone:

With the Winter holidays bearing down us, I'd like to turn your attention to a terrific fund raising event.  Road Recovery is holding its 15th Annual Fundraising Goal.  Road Recovery is an organization that's dedicated to helping teens at risk.  For every $30 donation, one teen dealing with addiction is reached. So far, the organization has impacted the lives of over 50,000 teens.  In the coming year, Road Recovery is committed to expanding their services in order to reach 5,000 teens.  You can help.  If you love reading this blog as much as I love writing it, please go to http://www.pledgemusic.com/projects/roadrecovery.  Even if you can't afford the $30 pledge, donate whatever you can.  Thanks so much.

So what's going on today?  Sis sent me an email this morning inviting me over to lunch this Saturday. Isn't that just so special?  The princess barely stays in touch with me and once every two or three months, madame deigns to send an email inviting me to join her and her family for a show of family togetherness.  The occasion this time, Chanukah.  In fact, madam wanted to take me out for my birthday yesterday at a restaurant of her choice, naturally.  You know this wouldn't be such a thorn if sis would actually stay in some regular contact.  I don't ask for much, just an email once or twice a week to say "hello."  There's no excuse for not staying in touch.  I know people are busy and it's not like we like a great distance apart.  Sis is so worried that I'll accidentally, on purpose delete the email or hang up the phone.  Not true.  I may not answer right away, but I will get to you.  I will even promise to be civil at the table, I can't promise nice, just civil.  How did I react to this latest missive?  I bitched at mom for taking a banana.  I later explained to her, it wasn't about the banana, it was about this issue.  I think she understood it.  Walking to do a couple of errands this morning helped calm me down and better articulate my thoughts.  The next task is to clearly reply to sis's invitation.  I don't intend to come but at least I can state my refusal in a polite manner, maybe.