Christmas Merriment at Family Expense

Ok..so I go to a family get together..again. This time it's the Porter's.

hakuyama and I sit alone at a table in the back of the fellowship hall. There are so many Porters that a house will not hold them. They lay seige to the fellowship hall of my parent's church once every year. It is a gruesome thing to behold.

hakuyama and I are sipping luke warm Fresca because hakuyama can't drink sweet tea and the tea that is there would put me into insulin shock as well.

We are approached by a small child, this would be Beelzu-bubba, son of Satan [meaning Cousin Robbie=Satan]. He is screaming for some unknown reason.

sky_dark: Get thee behind me Beelzu-bubba and stop screaming, it's enough to make your grandma curse.
hakuyama: Think he'd be missed if we chucked him out the window?
sky_dark: Worth a shot.

So I turn to Beelzu-bubba and I say: "HEY, what's the racket for?" and he looks at me with huge brown eyes and tear streaked cheeks [I think he's 3] and he clams up.

So I hugged the little beast. [shrug]

My eldest brother said my christmas sweater made me look like a soccer mom. I doubt my son knows what a soccerball is.

I saw cousins I only see once a year, I have no clue what their kids names are.

I'm starting to think I really was found under a cabbage leaf.