I don't even know where to begin. My first Christmas was ok except for the part where they made all the grandchildren stand up and say their name, grade, school and what not. So I ended up standing up in front of 40 people and telling them that I wasn't going back to grad school and blah, blah, blah. It was horrifying and scary and I had to answer a million questions about my future plans. I hated it. And my 16! year old cousin brought her boyfriend back to Christmas to celebrate with us. I've never once brought anyone and she's brought her boyfriend twice to a family gathering. This is weird to me.
And then we moved on to the other side's Christmas. I had a feeling that this might be a bit tense but I honestly had no idea it was going to be like this. Cogene and her family showed up a bit late and brought with them 4 extra courses to my grandma's carefully planned dinner. They insist that my grandma knew this; My grandma insists that she knew no such thing. Pasta spoons were tossed, words were exchanged and I ended up eating angel hair pasta in an upstairs bedroom to avoid the tension. I wasn't even sad that I missed out on all the family traditions.
So far this Christmas has really made me realize that I'm grown up, that my little cousins are at least 13 and time will not stand still anymore. I thought it would make me sad but it doesn't. I'm ready for the future and even I dare say a bit excited for it.
OH, and I met Monkey for the first time. Honestly, I didn't think he was that cute but holding him tonight as he had the hick-ups, he was sooooooo adorable and I was introduced as Aunt Moi and it made me tear up. Sure I had been drinking since 1 and I was a bit tipsy, pleasantly buzzed, a little too far gone, but it thrilled me and made me want to have a baby because OMG that baby smell is just sooo wonderful. Also, this Christmas Mass was the shortest I have ever been to or it just seemed that way. I remember very little besides the Priest's homily which I'm pretty sure was about how cute babies are and Toi finding me through the crowd and me CRACKING up because LOOK! its Toi!!!!
Hi Toi!
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*The deleted comment was me. Damn Blogger, let me EDIT my comments!*
Hi Moi!
All I could think after I saw you was, "Don't look at Moi again or you will laugh again and that will just be embarrassing in church." Although I don't think anyone would have cared. I don't think that many other people were paying attention either. I think Mass was it's normal length though.
And I almost felt bad that we (and our families) both ran away from Buddy at the same time and left her standing by herself, but then Mrs. G and I drank mudslides and I didn't care anymore.
Okay, I didn't go to my boyfriend's Christmas until we had been dating for a year and a half. And I was 18.
Also, omg drama. I am hoping Jess gets knocked up quickly so I don't have to have a baby and I can just play with hers. Babies that you can give back and not have to change or deal with rock.
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