I'm back from the deep, darkness of the human mind and consequences. It's been awhile... I always get relatively despondent and nostalgic in the winter around the holidays. I really don't like the cold. And the deadness of the outside world. Add in the pressure of family members you really don't remember but have to play nice with.. Like that weird 18 year old 3rd removed cousin that will probably be the next 40 year old virgin who stares at your ass all the time. I swear anytime I get the chance at the punch that everyone fakes innocene at how Uncle Terry spikes it with rum every year; I'm downing the whole thing.
I love family. I love Christmas. I love New Year's parties.... But everything leading up to it is so boring I think I could run off for a few days and this will finally be the time for them to realize I've run off. It's so boring they have nothing to do but pay attention the kids. No work, no school, no staying late at the office, no after school stuff...just family. And what do you do with the family all together? Last Christmas we exhausted all excuses for getting out of being with each other. So I have no idea what will happen this year.
My favorite part of the season though, I must include. When all the adults are blown, excuse me, tipsy, the children are tired and satiated with food and presents, and someone gets the bright idea to play charades. Oh my gods, it is the most pitful yet hilarious sight in the world to watch drunk people play charades. The kids are thouroughly entertained to, because they've never seen grown-ups acting so...silly.
So.... it snowed.
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