Bad things happen on Holidays

I have a really hard time with holidays.
It always seemed that the most horrible things always happen during or around them.
As my father got older, all sorts of crazy things always happened around holidays.
I'm not sure on exact years and dates, but I'll start with the year that I got a call on my birthday. My dad had fallen down the basement stairs. My mom needed me to go there. It must have been around my 28th birthday.
One year on Thanksgiving, Ian and I went to visit my dad in the nursing home. Now, I will say, that nursing home was awful! My mom had been staying at another nursing home recovering from back surgery. My father started found out that she had gone back to their apartment. He started demanding to take him home, or he would kill himself. We ended up following my dad in an ambulance to the hospital in Lebanon where he would be on suicide watch. In a couple weeks, they released him to go home with mom. Then, Ian and I went to visit on Christmas, and dad was on the floor. He had been on the floor for over six hours! He wouldn't let my mom dial 911 or call for help! I pushed the alert button and got help there. He ended up in the hospital for Christmas.
After that, he was put in a fairly nice nursing home in Mulberry. It was kind of far from mom though. I went to visit one Saturday, because I just happened to be in that area. He again started demanding to be moved closer to mom THAT DAY or he would kill himself! I explained that he couldn't be moved until Monday, because it was Saturday. He threw a fit and kept saying he would kill himself!
We got him moved on Monday.
One Thanksgiving weekend, my dad was in the hospital. He oxygen levels were drastically low. Hope, Ian, and I went to the cafeteria to talk whether or not to just make him comfortable. We go back to his room, and he's sitting up talking to the nurses! That hour discussion, and he completely turned around! 
At this time, the holidays are just reminders of how I can't have children. It makes me sad. Every one around me right now is pregnant or has just had a baby.

These are just a few examples.
Ian knows I have a really hard time with holidays. I've talked him into Disney World for one Thanksgiving. It was probably the best Thanksgiving I've had in a long time!
I do love my family, but I'm over bad happenings with bad timing. I'd rather be at Disney World.

That time Jen and I additioned for a TV Show

My freshman year of college, or first year, however you want to look at it, Christmas Break was a new construct full of excitement! First, my friends and I were going to see Rent at a theater in downtown Chicago.
Jen and I spent the night with our friend Amie. Then, the next day, we went to Chicago and auditioned for a TV show.
I don't know how Jen found this information, but she did! We went. We were like the 2 country bumpkins in the big city, I mean, almost. It was the first time Jen had ever really driven in the "big city." The sad thing is, I don't remember much about the audition experience, just that it happened. I wore a striped turtle neck sweater and my hair in a pony tail. We had a great time together! 
The memory is very faint, but I was watching Youtube videos about people auditioning for this, and it came back to me!
Maybe Jen can remember more about this than I can. 

Random Christmas Music Memory

Here's the thing: I hate Christmas music.
It's just an annoyance to me.
I do have favorite Christmas and Holiday pieces that stand alone.
One of those pieces is "O Holy Night." Thought I do have a random memory that is kind of messed up with this piece.
When I was younger, my parents always took me every where with them about 85% of the time. Even places that may have not been that appropriate places. My parents were older, so, a lot of their friends/ acquaintances have passed over the years. My parents always took me to their funerals.
One of these people passed and my parents took me along for the funeral. At the funeral, a woman said, "This is *his* favorite piece of music, and proceeded to try to sing "O Holy Night." She kept having to stop to cry. She barely made it through the piece at all. Mind you, this was in the middle of Summer and wasn't even close to the Holiday season!!!
Now, I know that sometimes I can be an emotionless crazy person when it comes to things like death, but in  my mind, I just wanted to laugh at her. I held it together! (Giggle loop, anyone?)
I still LOVE the piece "O Holy Night," but cannot sing it or hear it without this experience being in mind!

Christmas... exhaustion...

Feeling a little down today, and honestly, I have been down since Friday.  I'm over the Holiday Season.  It's not my favorite time of year.  It never has been. I've always hated Christmas music, and there are other reasons that I hate this time of year.
Yesterday was especially bad.   I had to call an ambulance for my dad and admit him to the hospital.  I've been in my pj's all day, but now, I have to shower, get dressed, and pretend all is well for Ian's family. I'm a little sick of putting on my game face lately. 
And we need to do all of this and get back home before the forecasted blizzard starts... oh yeah.