Happy Holidays

Don't I wish. I just read a really stupid article on how to cope with family drama, yours and everyone else's, over the holidays. It gave 5 "tips" on how to cope. It was bullshit. I specially liked the way they said everyone brings their own baggage, but we need to expect the best. Whatever. I can barely control myself. Why should I expect others to behave? So hubby and I have come up with our own strategy. We are not participating this year in family get togethers. Why? To make ourselves miserable? Fuck that.

Our Thanksgiving this year will be a two-parter. We will start at our house. It will be lovely. Turkey, stuffing, brussel sprouts, broccoli rice casserole, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, Hawaiian rolls, and pie, pie, pie!! There's a couple of other things on that list, but that's the heart of it. I'm looking forward to some quality family time and dinner in jammies if I want. I may not shower. Ok, ok, I'll shower. Then a couple of days later, we go to my inlaws, minus my outlaws, and do it all over. That means my FIL's stuffing twice. I'll be making his recipe for our own turkey, then I get to enjoy it at his house. Yummo!! He gave out the recipe a couple of years ago and whenever I've made a turkey since then, it gets stuffed. And it is completely different from the both of us. He's not so much on a lot of spices and I season it to within an inch of it's life. I think mine's better, but that does NOT slow me down when my FIL makes it. Just don't tell him I said it.

Christmas we haven't discussed yet. I know this is hard on hubby. I can tell how stressed out he is. I'm trying to combat that stress and just love him and love on him. I hate what the holidays have come to represent for us. We are trying to change that. A couple of Christmasses ago, we opted out of Christmas Eve with the family. Between hubby working Christmas Eve and services at church that we attended, it would have been almost 9 by the time we made it. I know that's not fair yo everyone else, so we skipped it, trying to do the right thing. After several years of waiting for my SIL, we didn't want to do the same thing. Yeah, we got trashed instead. I wish I meant drunk, but I mean torn to pieces by the people that are supposed to love us. Yeah, I said it in the first paragraph and I'll say it again. Fuck that.

If you go back and read the blogs from previous years about the holidays, they're all the same. Not playing this year. We are working on healing ourselves. We are working on healing our family pod. We are going to get over ourselves and everyone else. In our jammies. With a great big turkey. And stuffing. And pie, pie, pie!!!