So here's my Christmas in a nutshell:
Go to my sister's place with my mom and spend a couple of days with some crazy evangelical christian types. Yes, they DID make a birthday cake for Jesus and made us all sing happy birthday to him. My skin still kind of crawls at the thought. So here's the cake:
And yeah, I got 4 pairs of ugly winter gloves, even though it should have been obvious for months that I have some nice leather gloves that I bought myself.
If they weren't family, I wouldn't put up with it, but they are, so I gotta grin and bear it. Next year, however, Christmas is going to be an occasion lasting a few hours there instead of a few days. I'm just getting too old for putting up with bullshit.
Go to my sister's place with my mom and spend a couple of days with some crazy evangelical christian types. Yes, they DID make a birthday cake for Jesus and made us all sing happy birthday to him. My skin still kind of crawls at the thought. So here's the cake:
And yeah, I got 4 pairs of ugly winter gloves, even though it should have been obvious for months that I have some nice leather gloves that I bought myself.
If they weren't family, I wouldn't put up with it, but they are, so I gotta grin and bear it. Next year, however, Christmas is going to be an occasion lasting a few hours there instead of a few days. I'm just getting too old for putting up with bullshit.
BTW, how was Jesus' cake?