So I'm reading along on the discussions board and laughing out loud at Xiola23's comment about ice tea in the mashed potatoes. Suddenly I burst into tears thinking about the upcoming holidays. For the past 35'ish years I have done Thanksgiving, Christmas and Christmas eve. Now my brother is not speaking with me (another whole stupid story) so we don't see him or his family. Hon's dad is gone and great-grammy is in a nursing home. My family is spread all over the place. At least when mother was alive, we could count on having a few people come. Now it's just me and Hon and my totally crazy sister! Damn, I hate all these changes. :-(
Well, maybe we should go to Prague for Christmas.
Till later ....
Marti, I must tell you... I love my Mom and Dad and Dad's wife, Beth, but for me, spending holidays with my world, farm, and Guy would be much preferred... I always get picked up and shlepped to PA where the world is always very dramatic and up-side-down that I wish I could just stay here, in peace, on my farm... Grandpa Poppy used to say, "Shit in one hand, wish in the other... You know what will fill up faster..." Don't worry; it will all be fine... Don't overthink it and let it be whatever it has to be... xoxoxo Cj
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