a little coffee

It started around 9:40 this morning.  The BOOM BOOM BOOM and CrackCrackCrackCrack of firecrackers and other loud, explosive objects right outside my front window.  By the third round, I was getting a headache.  Peering out the window, I saw first one boy than a group of five or so boys, not the teenage, school-cutting delinquents you’d think would cause such a freaking ruckus before ten in the MORNING, but a group in their early twenties.  BUMS!  What is the doodle word for bum?  Yes, yes, I am sitting at home in my pajamas but I am not giving my neighbors headaches.  It’s not even near lunch time!

Spring Festival- the Chinese New Year falls on the January 26th- and we’ve been warned that on the eve of that day, don’t even try watching a movie, listening or relaxing in the comfort of your own home- the fireworks, firecrackers, the BOOM BOOM and CrackCrack will make your head spin and steam shoot out of your ears, which will then bleed for all the noise.  

So…today is the 5th, a Tuesday.  A random day for setting of fireworks, are we to expect this until the 26th?  Preparing myself to jump on a train to Inner Mongolia to live with the camels, I look out the window again.  Two black cars decorated with red flowers are parked right outside the front entrance to the building.  Ah.  A wedding.  A WEDDING!  (Deep breath of relief).  This majestic display of noise is celebrating a wedding! So the explosive Crack! will end, the dogs will stop howling, the sporadic burst of car alarms will stop and my headache will fade until the actual Spring Festival?

I continue to dream…