me and the crazyheads
Those crazyheads. You know what they got me for Christmas? Cookie rocked my world and got me a ROTATING CAKE STAND. Hell yeah!! My cakes will become eviller and eviller, muhahahah. (I'm sure eviller is a word, shutup.) Hole got me this soft and comfy blanket that is almost as nice as cuddling with the Stinky. I call it "the surrogate." Who knew that at age 32 I'd find my binky.
In a few short hours I'm going to drive to my parent's house 700 miles away. While in Los Altos this holiday, I aim to:
1. not go crazy
2. eat chocolate and cookies in the pantry in the middle of the night with my sister (holiday tradition)
3. see all my pilipino relatives (6 aunts and uncles, 5,000 cousins plus their husbands/wives and 200 children, random people I'm probably related to in some roundabout fashion, ie: in-laws of cousins, cousins of cousins, friends of cousins, and one big roasted-in-the-ground pig, which I'm sure I'm related to somehow, but don't remember)
4. bake for my relatives
5. get a pie crust lesson from my momma
6. not go crazy (worth reinforcing)
me, auntie, cousin, cousins' cousin, momma, cousin's wife
Happy holidays everyone. I hope you spend it with people you love, and don't you go crazy.