Wednesday, December 27, 2017

Happy Holidays, Jenkins

Um, excuse me, we don't say happy holidays because this is America... and nobody is happy.

Especially during the holidays, it seems.

I should know. I'm one of those people.

I don't like Christmas, and it's not just because I'm a Halloween person (but seriously, Halloween is the best). Christmas is just too damn big. My family is pretty large which results in no less than 3 separate holiday gatherings usually in the course of 2-3 days... that's just my side. My husband's family has their gathering every Christmas Eve...so we're up to 4. We can usually swing 3 of these gatherings. My in-law's, My Mom's side (featuring an elaborate assortment of aunts, uncles, and cousins), and Christmas day at my parents' house.

It's a lot. It's a lot and it's tiring and no matter how many times we're told, 'oh just show up any time after lunch.' as soon as 12:01 hits we're getting texts asking us where we are.

And yes, we generally have a good time and, of course, the food is always stellar. But it's not my kind of thing. Which is why I'm glad we had Christmas Sausage Fest this year.

It's not what you're thinking.

Earlier this year one of our friends shot a couple of deer that he wanted to grind and turn into summer sausage. We offered up our kitchen, invited some more friends over, ordered pizza, put on some Muppets and MST3K, and had a party.


It's no secret that when my husband and his buddy, Jason, get together shenanigans are bound to happen. And happen, they did. We had an impromptu gift exchange. I got some sweet Dr. Who cocktail tumblers and some money toward publication costs. We ordered pizza (because, holy shit, I can't eat any more turkey), made bad jokes, and just had fun.

SURPRISE PROSTATE EXAM!



Despite the lack of cousins, the kids still had a blast. They played with the gifts they got, ate pizza, and even helped make sausage. Christmas needs more shenanigans.

Anyway, whatever you celebrate, I hope it was with people you like doing things that are fun.

Personally, I'm glad it's all over.
So is Oscar.

Hallelujah! Holy Shit. Where's the Tylenol?


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