I have NO idea where that came from. I remember we had Mary & Jesus nightlights in the hallway when I was a kid, one across from the other, and they gave me the heebie jeebies when I got up to pee in the middle of the night. I always thought they were playing a really intense game of staredown, and I used to think I'd end the game if I walked in front of them - and they'd shoot lasers out of their eyes at me for making the game end. Then again, I also used to be convinced as a child that Jesus was the boogeyman. Afterall, he saw what I was doing all the time, good and bad, and would come and get me.
It was strange, because I was always told similar things about Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny, so I would always get confuzzled about who was who. Then the little girl across the street from me told me that Santa Claus was bullshit and I ran home to both of my parents mad as hell! I told them that they were horrible people and that they always said "Lying is the worst thing you could ever do to us" - and I called them both liars and said something or other about never trusting them again. I ran back outside and heard my father say to my mother "What am I supposed to say to THAT?" I asked my mother about this many years later and she told me that at that point, there was no way they could have reasoned with me at that point. I was seven years old. Anyhoo...
Last night Damien, Cole, Avery and I watched E.T. on DVD. Maggie & Nathan went out shopping and we stayed home and watched the movie with the kids. Cole loved it, I know he would. He's wanted to see it since it was being rereleased in theaters.
I'm landing in a tense situation amongst friends, and soon I could likely make commentary that would sting more than one person and spur me on to calling out things that many think but few would actually say. I feel volatile and insulted, and to a lesser degree betrayed. I slept for shit because I was so angry, so what's left of me for today is tired, irritated, and quick to lash out. Rest assured folks - if I were talking specifically about you, you'd know it so before I get home today to 15 "Are you upset with me? Who are you talking about?" questions, if you've said nothing to piss me off in the last 24 hours then I'm not talking to you and you need not concern yourself.
Here's to hoping the baby takes a LOOOONG nap today so I can calm my now frayed nerves.