What's Left to Be Done (or Undone)
My Christmas, for one, was surprisingly pleasant. After the initial shock of having the rug pulled out from under us, we ditched our traditional Christmas Eve family feast and headed to our local cowboy steakhouse with another family from church (PrepGirl's best friend, as luck would have it) and we had ourselves a Merry Margarita Christmas Eve.
Bed, Santa and Christmas Morning... and in waltzes the in-laws, the ShoeKing and Martha Stewart's own LawyerBoy. All was well. Dinner later that day with same in-laws and then, we went to the movies. PrincipalGirl doesn't like to do anything that encourages businesses to be open on Thanksgiving or Christmas Day. However, we enjoyed ourselves immensely at the new National Treasure movie, thank you, very much. LawyerBoy has declared that we have started some new traditions. Some that I find to be very welcome.
The news that I find to be, well, amazing, is that this newcomer isn't all that new at all. As a matter of fact, I think he has been around for quite some time. LawyerBoy and I have decided that his parents didn't mention him because they were afraid of LawyerBoy's reaction. Now, LawyerBoy is a conservative - trust me - but his conservatism runs toward the fiscal management of the country and its money supply. Socially, he is more liberal. Liberal enough to support his only brother in a lifestyle decision that everyone knew was true and no one was surprised to hear about. I mean, really. My own daughters were neither shocked nor alarmed.
Still, there's a lot of head shaking going on in my house; at my in-laws, mainly, for not trusting us to not be stupid.
Labels: happy holidays
3 Comments:
Yes, the ever loving in-laws who don't think that their grown children can handle the truth. What were they expecting? LawyerBoy to throw dinner rolls across the table?
Families are great, aren't they?
But it sounds like you had a nice Christmas, even with the drama.
God made families in case we need a kidney donation.
-J.
Cupcake: it was only when my own precious offspring began wondering (outloud) if their uncle lived with him and what they did together that LawyerBoy began to come unglued. But, then, that is the nature of my beast. He doesn't want to hear about the magnetic snowmen salt and pepper shakers kissing, either.
Joke: Let's hope that there's a match.
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