8:34 a.m. - 2005-12-30
We had Christmas, and apparently, I was one good girl last year, because I racked me up some presents. Citizen watch from my hubby, diamond earrings from my dad, awesome chenille blanket from my mom, super-fluffy spa robe from my brother-in-law, nice sweater and Jo-Ann's gift card from my in-laws...now that I think about it, maybe I'm just a spoiled rotten brat, and I wasn't good at all last year. Oh well, it's about time for me to be spoiled. I've been waiting 27 years for that shit.
On to the funny stuff. I cooked fajitas for several of my husband's family and friends the other night, and these boys are funny. They decided (and right here I'll give credit to my older brother-in-law for originating the idea) that Bob Wills was the Flava-Flav of western swing. You know how Bob Wills was always "AhhhhEeee" in the background of his songs...and so was Flav! After many comparisons, it was decided that the only difference was that Flav's watch was bigger.
Now the sad stuff. My step-dad is NOT doing well. He's a huge guy, but he's in heart failure and has been retaining water and now he's just looking horrible. I bet he has more than 100 pounds of water weight in his legs and belly. Can't get his shoes on anymore. Now I'm not gonna pretend that the guy doesn't annoy me, but he's so much better than the step-dad that raised me, (I will talk about his alcoholic abusive sicko self at some later date) and he's so good to my mom, that I get sad when I'm around him. Good news is that my grandad, who has the same type of illness, is doing really well. They put a stint in his heart a month or two ago and he says he's feeling better than he has in years.
So yeah, I guess that was all just to say that we not only survived 4 Christmas's in 3 days, but managed to have fun doing it.
Now on to the coming events. New Year's Eve is this weekend, and it looks like I've committed us to go to some friend's of ours house. This party is all friends who all have small kids or are pregnant. I don't know why I keep doing this to myself. My husband is not very happy about going, and there has been some talk of the host asking everybody to get babysitters, but that even upset him more. "If there are no kids, who's going to cry when we all want to go home!" Anyway, we may sneak out early, using the excuse that halee is in town and we don't get to see her that often. I've committed to bring something to the meal, though, so we do have to at least show up.
Enough bragging and bitching for today, I suppose. Everyone have a Happy New Year!
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