December 26, 2012

Family Christmases are a fascinating menagerie of emotions, wills, priorities, desires and expectations of what the holiday should be.  Very seldom are these all met for every person under one roof which makes for a very exciting and conflicting holiday.  It seems like everyone is longing to be somewhere else and someone else doing something else other than being home for the holidays.  Leave it to Beaver and Mayberry lied in so many ways, it makes you wonder if they sat back and laughed while they made the shows. 

My oldest who is now living with me hates the fact that I like a clean and orderly home.  It's such an annoying habit I have that she calls me OCD, which is probably easier than calling herself a slob.  Needless to say she felt that when she picked up the wrapping paper off of the floor that she had contributed to Christmas and was now going to lounge, while her mother cooked and cleaned in the kitchen.  When that was done, as many other moles, she went to her room to nest and nest and nest hmmmmm.   Annoying to say the least.  Meanwhile her sister came home and had her ex (well actually her husband) drop their son off.  He walked into the house unannounced saying his hellos as happy as can be, this was the same man that gave me his word he would show up and help me move my oldest daughter.  He never showed up.  Apparently I wasn't supposed to remember that, old age you know.  As he stood in the livingroom I asked what happened and he wouldn't look me in the face, so I kicked him out of the house.  My daughter became angry and our argument started and finally finished when she realized why.  My oldest daughter who is home because her husband beat her up and is going away for a while, could not believe how violent Emily and I were talking.  Really??  Weren't you the one that got hit to the ground? Weren't you the one being choked out?  They must do all of this very quietly so as not to disturb the children.  Oh wait, it was in the McDonald's parking lot, that's right, with the kids in the car.  But me and Emily are barbarians.  They have classes for that.

My youngest brought her boyfriend to dinner, they didn't stay, her father needed his van immediately since she had just shown up at my house.  So she left.

Mary, my oldest stayed gone most of the afternoon, Emily and I watched movies and cooked, yea the one I was yelling at for two seconds acting like a barbarian. 

Awwww Christmas sheer bliss.

However, I have, for the first time in many years a date for New Years Eve.  No I will not bring him home at all for any reason.  I do not care what all the books say about introducing him to the family early hell no.  Not at all.  I'm supposed to be living alone.

I'm gonna pretend like I don't have kids and go have fun.  My kids are old enough they don't need a babysitter and I'm over eighteen so I can stay out as long as I like!