Friday, December 10, 2010

It's a world of laughter a world of tears...

Lennie died today.

It really shouldn't have come as a surprise.  He pretty much dies twice a year, every year, so I shouldn't get so broken up about it, but every time I read the last chapter of Of Mice and Men aloud in my 10th grade English class, I bawl like a pregnant lady watching a 1980s long distance commercial.

I always think I'm going to make it through, but as soon as George starts telling Lennie that he isn't mad at him, and that they've got each other and he tells Lennie about the little place for the last time, I start to lose it. Stupid.

Then, I went and watched Soph sing in the choir at the school Christmas concert. And even though I'm not Christian or actually anything, every time a choir sings Silent Night I get all choked up.  Add that it's a children's choir and my child is up there looking so earnest and sweet, and forget about it.  I spent the rest of the hour, including the portion when the 2nd grade was singing "I want a Hippopotamus for Christmas"--accompanied on kazoos--snuffling into my scarf. Lame.

I also bawl when listening to live bagpipes, at parades when the flag goes by, and during Emmet Otter's Jug-band Christmas.  It's so bizarre. I don't actually care for bagpipe music, and though I do love my country, I'm not an excessively patriotic person.  Shit...Emmet Otter isn't even that sad.

But luckily, there was some laughter today too.  My film class finished up Some Like it Hot, and I'll never get tired of watching that movie.  So, so funny.  I love how kids who think Jack Ass is the last word in comedy will totally bust up over Jack Lemon, in drag, playing the maracas.  Priceless.

Today's best thing about being a mom: Listening to her singing with the choir.  So, so, so sweet.

Today's worst thing about being a mom: Cleaning out the desk at school.  Who knew so much crap could be stuffed into such a small place?


amandak said...

Holidays are the WORST for unwarranted crying. I was only just barely shy of sobbing most of the way through the Nutcracker today. No way would I survive an elementary school Christmas concert.

NME said...

Finally popped over here to see if you were blogging. I haven't checked in ages. So thrilled to read you.
I get weepy over all kinda of ridiculous crap. And I love Of Mice and Men.
Did you move? Where are you living?
Has Soph read Frog and Toad. My favorite story is Cookies in Frog and Toad together. So funny.
Also bought N some Geronimo Stilton for Christmas- part comic.