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Tuesday, December 26, 2006

The aftermath

So the holiday is over. Obligations are over. Gifts are given. Incredibly uncomfortable family gatherings are done. I had a wonderful Christmas overall. The hubs worked but was off Christmas day which was so nice. We went to mass, came home and began on the presents. I got a lot of really great things. The hubs always does well. I am not a picky person and I tend to send him links of things over the entire year, ya know, in case he wants to shop for like Arbor Day. I also have a wish list on Amazon so really, it's hardly a mystery, ya know? However, he is a man and men can be stupid in that dept, so thankfully I got a bright one.

I did have to make a trip down to the mother in law's house which I was initially really pissed about because the hubs sorta backed me into it. It was sufficiently uncomfortable and neither of us spoke to the other. We both played this ridiculous game of acting like the other was not there and talking to everyone else in the room. Stupid, no? Bt it's over and I am glad for that. I don't plan on doing it again. Next year, I plan to do a pre-emptive strike and invite my sister in law here. If the MIL wants to act a fool, she will have to trek her ass to me this time.

The kids came over last night and it was probably the least uncomfortable that we had been together in a while. I hope this is a beginning. I am still not putting myself out there at all. They gotta come to me. If they do, great. If they don't, then I am not hurt. No big whoop.

Tomorrow is my uncle's birthday. He died in 1993. His daughter, my cousin Jen, and I are incredibly close. She is without a doubt one of my best friends. I hope she has a decent day tomorrow and can think of her dad without feeling like shit all day.

Speaking of dad's, mine had his treatment and he sounds GREAT. I don't know what is so different this time, but his strength is better, water intake is better, has an appeitite. It's amazing. He got to enjoy a nice visit with my brother, sister, BIL and their baby. I am so thankful for that. What a perfect Christmas present for all of us.

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Elizabeth at 9:25 PM

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at 11:23 PM Blogger Lisa said...

Sorry to hear a part of your Christmas was uncomfortable. But glad to hear that overall, it turned out to be a good day for you. :-)

 
at 11:51 PM Blogger Toes in the sand said...

UGH! I am so damn glad I did not have to deal with MIL this year. Actually we wrote her off, so I NEVER have to deal with her.

Glad you had a good Christmas!

 
at 6:32 AM Blogger Spikey1 said...

Only 364 more days till the next one! All the best dude.

 
at 9:01 AM Blogger Dixie said...

Glad your Christmas was a good one, well minus the MIL thingy.

 
at 10:36 AM Blogger Tammy said...

Sounds like a wonderful Christmas. Minus the MIL.

Glad to hear the kiddos are coming around.

 
at 11:06 AM Blogger Shell said...

I wish we got to see my (future) MIL. She doesn't remember us anyway so I guess I shouldn't be so sad about it.

Great news about your Dad!

 
at 11:46 AM Blogger Pissy Britches said...

Glad to hear about your Daddy!
I replied to you on Myspace..sorry it took me so long!
I suck.

 
at 11:52 AM Blogger Kami said...

Sounds like a great day! Yes, invite the peeps to your crib next year. :)

 
at 5:09 PM Blogger Nap Queen said...

I'm so glad your dad is doing so well! I'm going to the MIL's tonight. Ugh.

 
at 7:46 PM Blogger Carrie said...

So glad to hear about your dad!

Sounds like a nice Christmas minus the MIL. UGH. One nice thing about being single is not having to deal with crap like that. :P

Fabulous idea about putting her in your territory next time. :)

 
at 8:27 PM Blogger Platypus said...

I'm glad you got through it all and had a good time despite the odd awkward moment and it is fantstic news that your Dad's doing well.

 
at 12:14 PM Blogger Football Widow said...

Glad you survived! Hopefully those kids will come around and future family gatherings won't be so bad.

 

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