merry christmas

ok so its actually boxing day but merry christmas to all. hope it was a good one. i spent mine in memphis with jamie and his family. i got to go sleding for the first time ever. ok well it was sliding down a frozen drive way on a cardboard box but it was hella fun. i ended up in a puddle at one stage though and consequently went back to the house with a wet arse and 3 very dry 11 yr olds (go figure) they all accepted my reasoning that this is what happens when you let australians go sleding. we had a nice christmas dinner, jamies family are all so nice and funny. they thanked me for coming for gods sake, i was like, thank you for letting me crash your christmas. and james 78 yr old father still insisted on helping me with my coat and pulling out the chair for me. they are all amazing people. so then i went back to my hotel to comtemplate my life, the past, the future... i have to much time to think these days, its scary.

i rang my parents on christmas day aussie time and it seems my mother has replaced me. she offered my bedroom to my brothers girlfriend ally. the conversation went a little like this... ok a lot like this...
[ally] so your mum said i could have your room
[me] she said what??? put mum on!
[ally] mrs V i think you're in trouble
[mum] what??
[me] you're giving my room away??
[mum] no i'm not i just told ally she could have it. (yeah cos thats not the same thing mum!) she wanted to move out of home
[me] and exactly what would happen when i come home?
[mum] oh... um...um... here talk to dad

so if anyone out there still loves me can i come live with you when i get back since my parents don't know who i am anymore.

tonight jamie took me to a local bar where there was a band playing live music. the lead singer was a little black guy singing prince songs and not only did he sound like prince but he looked like prince. and the bar patrons where 30-40 yr old white folk booty dacing. it was quite a sight but i was assured this was not normal. when they broke out the line dancing to prince i couldn't control my laughter. i covered it up by pretending to choke on my beer and we went to a different pub. so very funny!

tomorrow i'm going to graceland hopefully and then either new orleans or boston... i haven't decided. i love my life at the moment, who else gets to randomly decide which great city they will spend the next few days in within 2 seconds of leaving or by a flip of a coin.