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Jenna's
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Dec
7
My mom is so mad at me. She asked me what my plans are for
Christmas day. She wanted to know if I was spending it with
her, or with those "other people" as she refers
to my father's family.
I
realized the other day that Jeff and I can't possibly go to
her house for Christmas. If we did (I can't believe my father
hasn't invited me yet!) then Jeff just might mention that
I'm a gynecologist.
If I had a mother I could trust then everything would be OK.
but I can't. she's a flake. A lot of other mothers in the
world would be proud that their daughter was pretending to
be a doctor but not my mother. I can just imagine her flopping
around the floor like fresh caught fish laughing at the very
thought.
Even
though my father's family doesn't pay that much attention
to me I'm sure they've at least picked up on the fact I haven't
gone to medical school.
I
could tell Jeff I guess, but I really want to wait until he
falls hopelessly in love with me. I can't take the chance
of telling him and then spending Christmas alone. I did that
last year and it was horrible.
I
finally had to tell her that Jeff and I decided we were spending
the day alone. She just said "Well!" and gave me
the silent treatment for the rest of the day. She kept sighing
and shaking her head everytime she looked at me. The next
two weeks are really going to be rough.
Now
I better tell Jeff what we decided.
Dec
9
Jeff
and I went Christmas shopping together! It was such a couple
thing to do. I helped him pick out gifts for his nephew and
his sister. Wow is he extravagant. There is no way I'd spend
that amount of money on someone who was only related to me.
Diamond earrings for a sister? I tried to steer him towards
the potholders and humorous aprons but no, he wanted her to
have diamond earrings. (Woooo! If that's what she's getting,
I wonder what I'm getting? I know that you can't expect a
really nice gift so early in the relationship...but still!)
I
didn't end up getting any of my shopping done. I still have
some gifts that I got from last year that I can recycle and
since I won't be seeing them on the actual day there's no
big rush I could probably wait until everything goes on sale.
I
don't know what to get Jeff. I want it to be something that
every time he looks at it he thinks of me. The obvious thing
would be a picture of me in a nice silver frame but that would
be a little too much. That might be a Valentine's day thing.
We
went out for dinner afterwards and it was so romantic. We
are so comfortable together! During dinner Jeff looked up
and I automatically passed him the salt. He took it without
thinking and sprinkled his food. Oh, man! some people don't
get to that stage until they've been married 25 years!
I love him.
We
didn't get a chance to straighten out the Xmas arrangements
because he still had some work to do at the office.
I
did have a litttle flurry of anxiety--what if he doesn't want
to spend Christmas with me? But that's impossible. We've got
the salt thing going on. Still, I wish I'd met him in August
then I wouldn't have the weird new relationship holiday stress.
Dec
11
Simon
called just to see how I was doing, what my plans were for
Christmas and blah,blah, blah. He went into this big depressing
thing about how it looked like he would spend Christmas alone.
Oh,
grow up.
I'm
going to spend this evening putting up Christmas decorations.
Jeff has to work late again poor thing so I'll just amuse
myself here. It is so much more fun putting up decorations
when you have someone to share them with.
I
even picked up a Martha Stewart cookbook and the latest issue
of her magazine. She has this really beautiful Sugared Fruit
Wreath Tree and it looks so easy! Jeff, like me, is a person
of taste and refinement. I'm sure he would appreciate a handcrafted
tree--it's probably a good idea he's not going to my mother's
place. Her house always looks like the elves have a score
to settle with her. Stupid aluminum tree, five zillion xmas
lights, acres of tinsel. Yech. You can't walk five feet without
setting off some motion sensor . The wreathes are talking
to you, the the gifts are singing and Santa does the twist
everytime you walk past the hall closet. It's weird and very
tacky.
Yes
it's probably for the best. Aside from her blowing my cover, if
we went to her house and he saw how she massacres Christmas he
might start to doubt my breeding. (God Forbid he meets my grandmother.)
I'm
looking forward to my Christmas projects! I've got a big bottle
of wine, I'll put on some music, make my own tree and maybe
audition a few dishes for Christmas day because I want everything
to be perfect.
This is going to be fun!
Dec
12
Martha
Stewart is an idiot.
I didn't notice that the "Sugared" Fruit Wreath
Tree had "Sugared" in quotation marks. I was all
set to go when I noticed you had to purchase the stupid things.
(Thirty eight bucks! )
I
found a recipe for sugaring fruit in her cookbook and decided
to do it myself. Now I've got a blister the size of Mars on
my forearm and my kitchen floor is destroyed.
I'm thinking of suing her. If that had syrup spilled on my
head I would be completely dead now.
Maybe
I shouldn't have had the bottle of wine first but there was
nothing in the recipe that warned you had to be sober when
handling boiled sugar.
Owwww.
Dec
13
I
finally invited Jeff to Christmas dinner. I can't believe
how nervous I was. I couldn't even look him in the eye and
very akwardly said something like "you know this Christmas
thing, you know with eating and stuff..."
He
broke in to say he was spending it with his parents.
Oh
God. I don't know why it didn't occur to me that he would
want to spend Christmas with his own family. I waited for
an invitation but it didn't come.
I
thought I was going to cry. Jeff saw I was upset and said
he could see me for a bit on Christmas Eve and then he could
come over for a while on Christmas evening.
Why
wouldn't he invite me to his parent's place? Is he ashamed
of me? But how could he be? Not many men are taking home an
attractive, successful gynecologist to meet the folks.
Not
that I'd want to go and I will be seeing him but still--why
didn't he ask?
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