It wasn't really that bad

Remember the gloomy mood I was in when I posted my last blog?

Well, I do.

I expected this holiday season to suck. That I was going to be a grumpy-gus and no one was going to want to be around me.

Well, life has a way of showing you up.

While my behavior on Christmas Eve could have been a pre-cursor to how I was going to spend the holiday weekend, it wasn't. Thanks to my (wonderful) family. As I had mentioned previously, Christmas was not flashy this year. We did not have a Christmas tree this year, my step-father chalked it up to us "kids" not being young anymore. (eeesh) The presents, while mediocre, where heart felt. I guess that is what one should expect during a recession. I did, however, receive a beautiful leather journal. I do not know how my cousins could have known that I wanted one but I did. (You know, because keeping a blog isn't enough of an outlet for my writing!) I'm honestly looking forward to writing in it, filling it up with my personal thoughts. Lame, yet true.

I thought that my Christmas weekend would have turned into a drag because of previous episodes, however, while my mood was gloomy; Christmas was more exciting than ever.

To start out the holiday, my mom starting cooking on Xmas Eve and did not stop for three days straight, and I ate for three days straight.

Seriously, it felt as if my underwear was cutting off my blood flow. Besides, it is impossible to be unhappy around all my favorite food and a wacky family.

Christmas day, was just for my family; for the first time in a long time. There were no obnoxious friends or my aunt's needy boyfriend, it was just the 8 of us. (well, minus a cousin at x-mas eve dinner and another one at x-mas dinner) It was even okay to just lay around and allow the fat from the food to travel from my mouth to my stomach, never taking a much needed detour to my breasts.

The day after Christmas was exciting as well. My brother and I decided to treat our mother to a movie, comedy "It's Complicated." My aunt and cousin went along for the ride. Besides my younger cousin's cranky attitude, the day proved to be funny, exciting and heat felt. (The movie proved to be just okay)

I remember sitting through the film, looking at my family and thinking: wow, this is the best day ever.

Then we ate again.

:-)

I do not think I have ate this much or slept this much in a very long time.

So my message is this, when ever you get into a fight with someone plan it around a time that you can be with your closest people; it doesn't have to be your family. Just allow their warmth and love to be absorbed by your soul because it helps fight off the pain your heat feels. (I hope that last sentence makes sense!)

While it doesn't solve everything, knowing that other people care for you makes the pain easier to endure.