Finally got home this morning. I drove all night. As much as I love my family, three days of holidays and dinners and exchanging gifts at my mother’s house was plenty of family togetherness for me. But I’m glad I made the trip.
My mom went all out to entertain everyone, but this year my two sisters and I pitched in a lot to keep the kitchen running. I took mom to the grocery store for the last few things and she told me how tired she was. So the three of us took over the kitchen and had mom get off her feet as much as possible. After all, we knew how to cook everything – mom taught us all how to cook!
Almost everyone was on their best behavior. But I swear, you cannot get this many people together in one house without someone getting mad over something. This year it was my brother’s wife who turned out to be the bitch. She is a little bit of a dingbat anyway, but something my mom said must have insulted her – unintentionally – and she went stomping out the door. We were all surprised, as no one heard anything said out of the way. But whatever it was, my brother got the bitch calmed down and they stayed outside for about 20 minutes “to smoke.” When it was time to eat, they came back in and acted like everything was fine, although she sat at the far end of the table away from mom and went they left she barely said thank you before rushing out of the door.
All in all, I’d call it a success. And I’m home again, safe and sound.
Today would have been my Nanna’s birthday. She would have been 80 years old, which is pretty old for anyone actually.
I know some people call their grandmother other nicnames or pet names. My grandmother was always Nanna to me. I don’t know who decided to call her that.
She was a sweet lady with grey hair and she always smelled delicious. Her cologne was her trademark and she put it on every morning, even when she was not planning on leaving the house to go out. She liked her special fragrance and so did everyone around her.
Miss you, Nanna. I’m going to ear some cologne today just because I love you.
A father beats up a basketball coach for making his daughter and another team mate run laps for arguing during practice. This is a testament to the society we live in today. When I was a kid and got into trouble at school, my parents punished me after I was punished at the school. Now the parents attack the schools and the teachers instead of fucking parenting their children . WTF is that shit? Then they wonder why kids are such assholes now a days. Really? How can they wonder when they refuse to make their children take responsibility for their shitty behavior?
I cannot understand people today and I am glad that I do not have kids right now. I would not want to be a parent trying to raise a child in this liberal atmosphere, where responsible parenting is made so very difficult or non existent. I can only shake my head and hope that our society comes to it’s senses before this country is totally ruined. Western society has changed for the worse and in some ways makes me understand, just a little bit, why so many countries around the world hate us. I pray that these kids will see where their parents went wrong when they grow older and have kids of their own.
I love the weather lately. It has finally warmed up enough for BBQ’s and outdoor entertainment. Unfortunately, the best weather is during the week and it tends to rain on the weekend. So I decided to have my BBQ during the week. I called my friends and some family and told them since the weather was going to be shitty this weekend, we should get together on Wednesday afternoon. Everyone is going to leave work early or change their schedules so that they have the day off. We are going to get together at my place around the pool and have our first BBQ of the season.
Everyone is tired of the winter weather and more than ready to have some fucking fun. It is to be a potluck type of BBQ, with me providing the meat and grill. Everyone is going to participate. I am so happy to be able to do this. I have missed the outdoors throughout the winter and am looking forward to some sun and fresh air. So, if you do not have to work, give me a call. Everyone is welcome to come to the BBQ. Bring a dish or something and come on over. We are going to have a blast.