3am, The Day After ...

Dec 26, 2005 03:09

Fuck this. Not fuck Christmas or any of that, but fuck my crazy ass trick back. It feels like somebody got a little too rowdy on the flag-football field, then powerbombed me through a table, then dropped a ladder on me, and THEN made me sleep on rocks. My spine is trying to eat it's way through my body. I need to raid Paradime's medicine cabinet.

Christmas. Merry one to everyone, a day late.

It was a blaaaaast. I was kinda worried about it because Dez was (understandably) missing her family and we were planning on spending the whole day with my family, which I thought would make things worse. But she was a trooper, as always, and things turned out pretty well.

My sister hosted X-mas, as has become tradition, which included my parents, my bro-in-law's parents, my mom's brother's family (wife and two kids), my mom's mom aaaaand us. Fourteen people total, in a house that usually holds 3. It was grrreat fun. You can thank Delaney, The Center of Attention, for that. If she doesn't end up in some sort of performance field ... I'll be shocked. Singing, dancing, joking around, laughing, playing. Watching her made you tired. But everyone was grinning from neck-to-neck basically the whole 9 hours. Who can complain about that?

I don't like going through a run-down of gifts, because, what do you care what I got? But. I was shocked by two presents - and THAT, in turn, shocked me more. Dez got me a digital video camera, so expect spam email trying to sell our sex-tape within six months, and my sister got Dez and I a maaassive Tupperware bin filled with decorations. Sounds lame, but it's not. I promise. It's a holiday sampler pack of cutesey crap to put around the house - like a smorgasboard of ornamentation.

I have most of the week off ... which means ... Holy Fuck, WHAT am I gonna do with myself?

Stay out of trouble, kids. See you next time.
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