Saturday, December 27, 2008
We had a really nice Christmas with my husband's family - and it reminded me that, Yay! One of the things I love about being an adult is that I get to choose whose house I go to on holidays, and who can come to mine.
One more excellent thing about not being with my ex-b.f. is that I didn't have to go to his evangelical relatives' house and hear all about how God didn't spare the World Trade Center, on purpose.
Other things I love about being an adult during the holidays:
I can eat the damn pie when I like.
I don't have to wait for my mother to put on makeup before we open presents.
I don't have to hear that I'm "ungrateful" from my own evangelical relatives because I don't want to sleep on the floor in their house where there is a big, stinky dog...
I could go on and on, you know?
I think these pics of our nephew are even cuter because of his chocolate Joker smile, don't you?
He even offered to leave his new (awesome!!) remote-controlled tarantula for Mr. Riot Kitty to play with.
I wasn't that thoughtful when I was 7...I don't think I'm that nice now, actually ;)