Christmas (and pictures)

Hello, loves. Looks like most everyone in my part of Blogland is having a crappy holiday. I am very sorry to hear it too. Can I add my whining to the list of crud that's befallen almost all of us? I think I shall. But I'll go easy on you, I promise, or we'll all begin to sound a bit like Marvin from Hitchhikers, won't we?

Well, I finally got my head out of the bowl, which was a miracle, but then I went to go see my mom which is enough to make anyone want to vomit. Really. She made the kids nuts yelling at them and telling them to 'be good' and 'smile' and 'be quiet' and 'all these other things that you don't tell kids on Christmas when you've made them wait until 6pm to open presents.

My brother was an hour late, of course, and when he did get to the house, he was high (I could smell it on him when he came in the door - I was 15 feet away) and completely drunk and he brought some random girl with him, per usual. This one however, was particularly odd because she graduated with me in high school and she got suspended from school after she got caught having sex with a girl in the showers in the locker room. And now she's "dating" my brother. After dinner they ran off to the basement to do god knows what...

Mom got upset I didn't want to eat, even though I had called down and told her I had been sick all day. (and she made Chineese, I could barely stomach the thought of a cracker, let alone chineese!) And then she insited I have some wassail, even though I objected that alcohol might make me sick again. ("Oh, just one glass, please, i only put a little alcohol in it. I made it just for you, you aren't going to even try it?!")

Anyway. It was a less than pleasant experience, and I will leave out most of the gory details for your sakes...

So I do have some pictures developed and thought I would share those with you, these are from earlier parties. The ones of Christmas day have yet to be developed.

So, here we go.... (I might also add I messed with the sizes of these a bit, and if you click them, you can of course see them better. But then, a close up on some of these might be a bit scary.)



This is me and Beloved at her mother's house. Beloved is actually much shorter than me. She sitting on a stool, and I am in the floor. Isn't she cute, though? We're both dreadfully pale. I suppose I ought to get outside more...





This is my Granmother, my mother and the aunts that I get to see every year. Which one do you think is my mom? Curious to which you all peg for her. My Grandmother is of course the lovely lady in the middle, wearing white. Hoped you guessed that much.






This charming fellow is my brother. He's darn tall, isn't he? I was so bitter when he passed me up. As a side note, I also think this is the most coherent he was all night....funny that...must have been the bright lights.





This is me and my cousin Lovey, whom I have written about before. She's an excellent girl, and I love her very much. Sweet thing. She's 16 now, and its nice she can drive about. We might get to see each other more often. She also much smarter than I will ever be, and is enrolled in a program in her high school that will allow her to be a sophmore in college by the time she graduates. And (LOTR fans) she's fluent in elvish.


And the pic of the Christmas tree still doesn't want to upload. Bugger. Well, C'est la Vie...


I'd say happy christmas and all that, but I don't think any of us can be fooled at this point. So 'll just give you all my love, and hope that counts for a little bit...