Every year, we celebrate Christmas Eve with the Cors and then Christmas day with the Ruts (not our actual last names but I don't need you guys going to google maps and then watching me sit in front of my TV night after night)(weirdos).
The Cors party was awesome I got some great gifts from the White Elephant game- booze and a vacuum/broom thing. I'll be drunk while I clean, AS IT SHOULD BE.
The next day we went to my inlaws and had a blast. I normally feel some tension but this year we were minus my brother-in-law's long time girlfriend, we will call her Mulee, she was... well, IS a conniving little bitch and I was never able to let bygones be bygones when around her.
Not even on Christmas. I know I know my soul will be damned until eternity blah blah it can only be damned once though so I've had that privilege since the 80s.
We had fun, the dogs had fun and the men did dishes. It was a Christmas miracle.
Mocha went absolutely nuts over a very peculiar looking toy:
I found it disturbing since you had to shake it in an up-and-down motion to make it gurgle...
While we were eating my mother-in-law's delicious raspberry french toast casserole, Andy and I had this exchange:
You know what I find interesting?
No, pray tell my sweet.
How we love raspberries but if you think about it, we are eating hairy berries.
I like their tartness, it makes my cheeks cave in and get all skinny.
Hey you! Come here and eat my hairy berries!
BWAHAHAHAHAAA damn dude! Don't be so nasty! It's Christmas! … Well, Jesus would think it's funny too.
Of course he would think it's funny! If I was around back then I'd be his sidekick apostle. I'd totally have his back and kick Judas in the hairy berries and I'd say, 'see what I did there Jesus? I kicked him in the raspberries for ya'!' Fuckin Judas.
Amen and peace to all mankind.
All in all, it was a great Christmas!
jean knee sent me marygeewuanna for Christmas. JEAN KNEE! I LOVE YOU MAN!
I leave you with my favorite-ist song of the season: