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Im still on vacation, but I wanted to post something so that I don't forget about posting. I want to start posting again like I used to.
Im staying most of the time here at my husband's aunt and uncle's place where his mother also lives. It's a very homey, warm, clean place down 298 in Benton, so it's out in the woods. It's a long drive. The first time Jay drove me out here when we were first dating I asked him the same thing each of his friends asked while making the drive- "are you sure you aren't driving me out in the middle of nowhere to kill me?" We have wifi this trip. Thank God.
Christmas was nice! We actually started driving on the 25th, stayed with Shelly, and dug out the next day. Nashville is great. It's like Little Rock only better (because it has plenty of places to eat, familiar places to shop and of course, Shelly.)
We got here late on the 26th, slept and have been visiting people and giving and receiving gifts ever since. Ive yet to see Adva or my sister yet. I hope that will change soon.
Al is here from Iraq. He's a character and the king of questionable Christmas gifts. He gave his aunt a fullsize hookah and Jay a flask set and a pipe. He is, in a word, a riot. Before I go on I feel the need to describe he people Im staying with. There's:
Jay. My darling.
Jay's mom Robin who I love dearly. She's very warm, but has her passive-aggressive moments.
Al, Jay's brother, who does nothing in moderation. The day the family came to visit he donned a shirt with a 9mm on it with the words "Nine Reasons to Shut Your Fucking Mouth." Classy.
Larry, Jay's uncle, who is the only person who can be a total racist and sexist and not only not disgust me about it but make me double over in laughter.
(Baby disclaimer. If this post ends suddenly, chances are one of my kids has hurt/shit/pissed themselves or has otherwise caused the shit to hit the fan and made a need for my immediate attention. I shall finish the post when possible. You've been warned.)
Im staying most of the time here at my husband's aunt and uncle's place where his mother also lives. It's a very homey, warm, clean place down 298 in Benton, so it's out in the woods. It's a long drive. The first time Jay drove me out here when we were first dating I asked him the same thing each of his friends asked while making the drive- "are you sure you aren't driving me out in the middle of nowhere to kill me?" We have wifi this trip. Thank God.
Christmas was nice! We actually started driving on the 25th, stayed with Shelly, and dug out the next day. Nashville is great. It's like Little Rock only better (because it has plenty of places to eat, familiar places to shop and of course, Shelly.)
We got here late on the 26th, slept and have been visiting people and giving and receiving gifts ever since. Ive yet to see Adva or my sister yet. I hope that will change soon.
Al is here from Iraq. He's a character and the king of questionable Christmas gifts. He gave his aunt a fullsize hookah and Jay a flask set and a pipe. He is, in a word, a riot. Before I go on I feel the need to describe he people Im staying with. There's:
Jay. My darling.
Jay's mom Robin who I love dearly. She's very warm, but has her passive-aggressive moments.
Al, Jay's brother, who does nothing in moderation. The day the family came to visit he donned a shirt with a 9mm on it with the words "Nine Reasons to Shut Your Fucking Mouth." Classy.
Larry, Jay's uncle, who is the only person who can be a total racist and sexist and not only not disgust me about it but make me double over in laughter.
(Baby disclaimer. If this post ends suddenly, chances are one of my kids has hurt/shit/pissed themselves or has otherwise caused the shit to hit the fan and made a need for my immediate attention. I shall finish the post when possible. You've been warned.)