Happy Holidays
Seasons greetings.
For the first time in a few years I am at my parents' home staying the night in my old bedroom. I'm not worrying about visiting in-laws nor lamenting the lack of a little marital nookie when my parents are away. Yes, ex-wife and I did screw in my parents' place when we visited; a little "dangerous" you might say. Today I gladly give up the sex for the absence of nagging and the early morning two state drive "we" as a couple made for two Christmas celebrations with her family. Strange cousins, aunts, and uncles were all kind of creepy. Her great grandmother with the bad gas and fading memory was a riot though. I got a used tooth brush my first Christmas from great-gran. The lady was my kind of classy.
My sister is here too. She left shiftless boyfriend at her apartment. Sort of feel sorry for the guy. We all do. My mom at least may reconsider her stance on that situation since he chose to stay home alone for the holidays instead of staying here. Think he knows the folks don't like him? Of course the fact that sister is here instead of there is a little screwy, but oh well, the holiday is here and the time for drama and criticism can wait.
It's time for egg-nog and good cheer and attempting to not dwell on Christmas past when our family was bigger, and for my mom at least, held the hope of getting even bigger. Let's here it one more time for, "I wish I had me some grandbabies."




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