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[cat_77]

Had lunch with my mother today. Among other things, discussed who’s bringing what for Thanksgiving (senile aunt is bringing the relish tray in hopes it will be something she did not buy on clearance at the dollar store last year). I suggested we bring the wine this year in an attempt to avoid the huge bottle of pink crap my father usually picks up (yet people only drink enough to be polite).

Me: We’ll bring the wine.
Her: Oh, I was hoping for the pumpkin cheesecake again. I can find another dessert though.
Me: No, we’ll bring that too. [E makes a fabulous pumpkin cheesecake.]
Her: Then why do you want to bring the wine?
Me: Please mom, for the love of all things sacred and holy, let us bring the wine this year.
Her: It’s not going to be pink, is it?
Me: No.
Her: You can bring the wine…. And the cheesecake.

Oh, and for those wondering where I get my attitude, we also had a discussion that went like :

Her: You know your sister has decided not to come to Christmas this year. She thinks it will be too many toys for [sister’s son].
Me: You know what that means, right? We buy the biggest, loudest, most obnoxious thing we can find and hand deliver it to her door.
Her: Fuck yeah!

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[threnodyjones.livejournal.com]

*laughs*

Your Mother...

[cat-77.livejournal.com]

Is so much better than she used to be. Remember when we played "Count the Moodswings" and lost track... at breakfast? Now she's just kind of snarky, and rather funny...

[cleothemuse.livejournal.com]

My annoying sister emailed the kids' Christmas lists today, and on the bottom of the list for her almost-two-year-old son:

any toys that make noise, play music, and can generally cause as much mayhem with as little effort as possible (as he is actually a tasmanian devil)!
ps just kidding about that last one, as it doesn't really matter what you get, he will manage to wreak havoc in some form or another LOL

So of COURSE all the sibs and I are going to be looking for the, as you say, "biggest, loudest, most obnoxious thing we can find"!

[cat-77.livejournal.com]

Heh. In my family, there is the Fire Truck Tradition (tm). My sister got this obnoxious light up, full sound fire truck one Christmas when she was little. My father took out the batteries and that should have been that. Oh no. Years later, the offenders had a child of their own, and received a fire truck of their own, only it was wind up and you could never remove the batteries. This went on amongst the cousins for a bit. Enter about two years ago when my nephew was had just turned 1: we gave him a light up, full sound and everything fire truck and showed him how to use it. Sis was pissed. Bro-in-law laughed his ass off.