Christmas Eve continued to be a day that I wish I could skip. My mom's side all assumed I was hungover and took turns smelling my cup of Coke to see if it had alcohol in it. And then I discovered that all cousins under the age of 16 had never seen the original Star Wars trilogy. My cousin and I then forced them to watch the marathon on Spike. It only got worse. They asked what the difference was between Star Wars and Star Trek. They hurt my soul.
We moved on to my dad's side. I even put makeup on for them only to be told I've looked better and hey? am I hungover? Dinner was interrupted when Cogene broke out into hives and ran from the house with her dad and brother in search of Benadryl. They finally returned an hour and a half later after they had returned home to ensure that no one had broken into their house because they had a feeling. The whole family went to church and they made us sit in the 3rd row which was practically the first row as no one sat in front of us.
But the rest of Christmas was wonderful and fabulous. I got over my Christmas funk just in time to enjoy the day, yay!!!