wasn't Jesus born in March?
Hello dearies!
I survived x-mas with minor permanent damage to my soul. My sister came home and I owe a lot of my still being here to her.
The holidays aways begin with my mom's birthday on the 23rd and on this special occasion my mom got flowers from her ex-boyfriend Jim (for the 8th time... literally). He is a complete douche so my sister and I took the flowers and ran them over with the lawn mower about fifteen times. They made a nice mulch for our dog's "special place" in the yard.
Then christmas eve we went to my aunt Louis's and Uncle Bud's house for dinner. When ever we go to eat at their house, the rest of us are force fed by the two with specific foods on the table. This year it was the corn pie for me.
My Aunt: "Eat some corn pie Kelsey."
My Uncle: "Louise! Give Kelsey some more corn pie! KELSEY!-Have some more corn pie."
(after seconds of corn pie)
Aunt: "Do you not like my corn pie? Maybe it's my cooking... I'm sorry I fail at christmas dinners. Why do I even bother..."
AAHHHH! They are so exhausting! lucky for me though, at least I wasn't assigned with radishes like my sister was.
Christmas day we had a brunch at our house, and even though aunt louise's rant on "THE Gays" and their disgusting habits lasted just a tad too long, my new shinny neon nail polish set from her made me realize that she knows best.
Other awkward momemnts included my uncle giving my mom a 28-position ladder and my mom replying "WOW! That's better than the kama sutra!"
Thats it for now... I am bummed that we will not have our New Years reunion in Gboro. Everyone is forgiven except for Miranda and her lame excuse. Haha. -LAME LOVER, LAME!
later gaters
-k
I survived x-mas with minor permanent damage to my soul. My sister came home and I owe a lot of my still being here to her.
The holidays aways begin with my mom's birthday on the 23rd and on this special occasion my mom got flowers from her ex-boyfriend Jim (for the 8th time... literally). He is a complete douche so my sister and I took the flowers and ran them over with the lawn mower about fifteen times. They made a nice mulch for our dog's "special place" in the yard.
Then christmas eve we went to my aunt Louis's and Uncle Bud's house for dinner. When ever we go to eat at their house, the rest of us are force fed by the two with specific foods on the table. This year it was the corn pie for me.
My Aunt: "Eat some corn pie Kelsey."
My Uncle: "Louise! Give Kelsey some more corn pie! KELSEY!-Have some more corn pie."
(after seconds of corn pie)
Aunt: "Do you not like my corn pie? Maybe it's my cooking... I'm sorry I fail at christmas dinners. Why do I even bother..."
AAHHHH! They are so exhausting! lucky for me though, at least I wasn't assigned with radishes like my sister was.
Christmas day we had a brunch at our house, and even though aunt louise's rant on "THE Gays" and their disgusting habits lasted just a tad too long, my new shinny neon nail polish set from her made me realize that she knows best.
Other awkward momemnts included my uncle giving my mom a 28-position ladder and my mom replying "WOW! That's better than the kama sutra!"
Thats it for now... I am bummed that we will not have our New Years reunion in Gboro. Everyone is forgiven except for Miranda and her lame excuse. Haha. -LAME LOVER, LAME!
later gaters
-k