Holiday Season
The holiday days are coming and now is the time for traveling and arrangement. Somehow my brother has broken the deal for the holidays. We switch every year which of the major holidays we spend with the in laws and which we spend with our parents. This way your not trapped with parents and I actually get to see my nieces. My brother has missed several over the years for various reasons, mainly his in-laws live less than 15 minutes away. Yeah, I leave 3 hrs away from the in-laws and the parents and we still make it. So, I declare a holiday penalty on my brother, he will be forced to visit me. Yes, 5 hours away, although he has the two little kids and chances are unlikely, but understandable. (how about the 9 times I have made the trek) to stay.
Our my parents who are getting weirder and weirder, we visit them and don't do a lot. Why? Probable because we don't have to similar ideas of what to do? Want to go to a pub? oh, well how about we look at antiques? Okay then let's sit around.
Yeah, crap-tactular.
Okay crazy strategy of the day- mutant goats that everyone rides...Think about it.
Our my parents who are getting weirder and weirder, we visit them and don't do a lot. Why? Probable because we don't have to similar ideas of what to do? Want to go to a pub? oh, well how about we look at antiques? Okay then let's sit around.
Yeah, crap-tactular.
Okay crazy strategy of the day- mutant goats that everyone rides...Think about it.
posted by deputydog at 8:58 AM
2 Comments:
That sounds a lot like my folks... when they come to visit we tend to sit around and watch the news together, then argue about whether or not Bill O'Reily is an ass. At least we all agree on going out to dinner (although we have to twist Mom's arm to walk into a seafood restaurant)
Why doesn't everyone just go to your brother's house sometime? Couldn't he host a holiday for everyone?
Same dilema here... we have to trade off. One year my folks get us for Christmas and the next year we have to go to Bonnie's.
Well two years ago my sister INSISTED that we spend Christmas here in Eugene. She threw some major guilt trip about us splitting the previous holiday between Eugene and Ashland. So we caved... plus Bonnie's parents live in Alaska so caving was easy to do. Last year we had to stay here because Bonnie was 9 months pregnant.
The irony is that this year we have a baby and everyone is pissed that we're having his first Christmas _and_ first Birthday in Alaska. Plus they're missing my birthday and we're missing my Dad's birthday... blah blah blah.
Can I help it that our birthdays are the 28th, 29th, and 30th of December?!
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