I missed Christmas.  So much for it being better than last year.  Zach kept me up most of last night puking.  After being sick for two days, somehow he woke up fine.  Exhausted, I got up long after the kids had opened their presents.  Still there were other presents to be opened…MIL’s, FIL’s, SIL’s, BIL’s, Elise’s, her Aunt’s, Uncle’s, and cousins’.  Yeah well, I missed all that too.

Here’s why:  I have three cousins and one aunt.  I’ve met each of them 1-4 times.  So we’re not exactly close.  Oddly enough, they all live in Pittsburgh.  Actually me living in Pittsburgh is what’s odd.  Whatever…it’s coincidental.  The mystery cousins/aunt invited me over for a Christmas lunch, so I ditched my house full of guests and spent two prime time hours with these characters.  My two primas were a trip.  We shared some laughs about the crackhead things our grandma pulled.  I’ve never figured out how Grandma lived with both her husband and ex-husband at the same time.  Reverse Mormonism?  Today I learned that she was once busted for gardening in the nude - at the age of 94.  El primo and I didn’t connect, but hopefully I’ll have a chance to meet him again.  Good times overall.