It is over yet again.
This year I finally got to spend Christmas eve alone with my family - or shall I say, with what used to be my family?
Anyway, I notice more and more how special my family is... on a day like Christmas eve families are pushed to the limit and show them selves for what they really are!
My family is just special, in a weird kind of way. We, for example, discussed the texture of poop/shit, friends in desperate need of a psychiatrist and there were also some confessions of a plastic surgery.
What's also weird is that one of my gifts to my little brother was tooth bleach and my papi (dad) gave my mother (divorced for almost a year now) a “surgical injection" so to speak. Maybe it's just me but I think there's something wrong with my family - for better or for worse - but they are lovely and I had a great Christmas with them today!
Happy X-mas everyone! With hope to see you tomorrow night!
Now, I'm gonna listen to one of Rickies "songs of the day", The Way We Were Try To remember - Gladys Knight & The Pips and then fall to sleep like a little child in her big big bed...
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