Why Santa should exist...
Went down the the Gulf Coast for Christmas. Enjoyed most of my weekend over in Mobile with Porter and Horst, followed by the BJD Eve Orderves. Christmas day I made it to my dad's place for our untraditional traditional Christmas event.
Things went splendid most of the day. The step-skank (SS) (step-mother, but only when I'm to drunk to deny it) had done most of her cooking ahead of time and for once wasn't whining like a 400 lb two point five legged pig. Dad and I worked in the garage and deep fried three turkeys.
Two pairs of Dad and SS's friend arrive for dinner as well as SS's son, daughter-in-law and grand "will be white trash soon enough" spawn. We eat and everyone has a good time. After food, we start to open presents (keep in mind the guests are all still in attendance). When the SS gets to the big present dad bought here, she opens it up and says (slight paraphrase), "What is this? I didn't want this.........I thought you said this was junk."
At first I thought, "There's no way she said that." Yet one look at my dad's face and I knew she had. Dad's only response was a polite, "Well, we can take it back and get you something you like." After all the guests left (about 1 to 2 hours later) my dad just sort of disappears. I help SS clean up a bit (it's Christmas so I'm REALLY trying not to drop kick her to the hypothalimus) then go looking for dad. I find him and can tell he's really upset. Just the kind of crap my family is known for on Christmas.
Other than the SS is total scum, I had a great Christmas and had the chance to spend good quality time with some good quality people.
Things went splendid most of the day. The step-skank (SS) (step-mother, but only when I'm to drunk to deny it) had done most of her cooking ahead of time and for once wasn't whining like a 400 lb two point five legged pig. Dad and I worked in the garage and deep fried three turkeys.
Two pairs of Dad and SS's friend arrive for dinner as well as SS's son, daughter-in-law and grand "will be white trash soon enough" spawn. We eat and everyone has a good time. After food, we start to open presents (keep in mind the guests are all still in attendance). When the SS gets to the big present dad bought here, she opens it up and says (slight paraphrase), "What is this? I didn't want this.........I thought you said this was junk."
At first I thought, "There's no way she said that." Yet one look at my dad's face and I knew she had. Dad's only response was a polite, "Well, we can take it back and get you something you like." After all the guests left (about 1 to 2 hours later) my dad just sort of disappears. I help SS clean up a bit (it's Christmas so I'm REALLY trying not to drop kick her to the hypothalimus) then go looking for dad. I find him and can tell he's really upset. Just the kind of crap my family is known for on Christmas.
Other than the SS is total scum, I had a great Christmas and had the chance to spend good quality time with some good quality people.
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