So Christmas was spent at home which is always a recipe for disaster for my family. I do all the cooking and prepping and cleaning at my mothers house and she spends the entire time second guessing whatever I am doing, turning down all the burners when I'm not looking, yelling whenever the microwave/tv goes on/I smoke a cigarette/the dog jumps on the couch, making me wrap my own Christmas presents, complaining about how no one does anything for her and silently accusing me of being an alcoholic/lesbian. It's a busy season for her.
Anyway that's over and I did get a 5 pound sack of gummi bears for my troubles. Soooo, YAY.
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