Ah...holidays...
My Christmas was wonderful! It was. I rather enjoy my family and I feel blessed because of that. We were sitting at the table on Christmas Eve eating my mom's birthday dinner when my dad brought up that Triple Espresso was closing and asked if we wanted to go. We said yes and Liz asked if she could bring Lukas. When my dad said sure, there was a pause. That's when I knew it was coming... actually, I knew it was coming when Liz mentioned Lukas. But at the end of the pause, my parents, both of them, simultaneously and in slow motion, turned their heads from looking at my sister to looking at me. Then they both, in a very loud surround-sounded silence, looked at me for a second or 2 without saying a word. Then I said, "what?" (My sister is laughing.) My dad said that I "could bring a friend if [I] wanted to", with a slight emphasis on the word 'friend'. *sigh*.
Christmas day my mom called my grandmother because well, you should talk to your grandparents on holidays. It got to be my turn and she asked how my jobs were and told me about how my mom mentioned that I was loosing weight and good for me and my cousin lost 50 pounds and good for him and asked if I had a 'friend'... same emphasis on the word 'friend'. I replied with, "I have lots of friends." She said, "oh, do you?" Then I said, "Oh, you mean 'male' friends, (emphasis on the word 'male') yes, I have lots of those." Yay making my grandmother think I'm a slut! w00t! *highfive* When I talked to my other grandmother we talked about more practical things like cards and how the flowers my mom sent her were blossoming, very beautiful white blooms.
All in all things are good with me. Well, my parents are on my ass about these things called 'goals', my clinic is loosing about 500 patients at the end of the year, I've had a cough for about a week and a half, and I've been feeling pretty lonely lately. But I'm good, considering.
Christmas day my mom called my grandmother because well, you should talk to your grandparents on holidays. It got to be my turn and she asked how my jobs were and told me about how my mom mentioned that I was loosing weight and good for me and my cousin lost 50 pounds and good for him and asked if I had a 'friend'... same emphasis on the word 'friend'. I replied with, "I have lots of friends." She said, "oh, do you?" Then I said, "Oh, you mean 'male' friends, (emphasis on the word 'male') yes, I have lots of those." Yay making my grandmother think I'm a slut! w00t! *highfive* When I talked to my other grandmother we talked about more practical things like cards and how the flowers my mom sent her were blossoming, very beautiful white blooms.
All in all things are good with me. Well, my parents are on my ass about these things called 'goals', my clinic is loosing about 500 patients at the end of the year, I've had a cough for about a week and a half, and I've been feeling pretty lonely lately. But I'm good, considering.