Yes. This will not be a long post at all, we are about to head over to Bobbert's momma's house and see what is going down in the house of Naylor. After that we head over to Biloxi to visit these people in this order:
1) Aunt Bobby (her cajun-self makes awesome gumbo.)
2) Grandfather. aka Pa Paw (also a master gumbo makes, despite his origins in West Virginia)
3) Grandmother, aka Ma Maw (another gumbo specialist, amongst other food. I plan on truly devoting myself to weight gain in this establishment.)
Afterward we will come back home. I may possibly join kaleigh and bobbert at 10:00 mass, and I am sure eventually we'll go to sleep, so as to invite Santa down our chimney/window/front door. He won't use the back door because the porch is still suffering from post-Lily poopfests.
I look forward to wathcing the Christmas Story, all twenty-four hours of it, baby! I also am uber-excited to sing christmas songs in the car. I like that. ..except for when the play Nsync christmas, or celine dion christmas, or josh groban christmas. Or Marshmellow World (damn you Mobile Singing Children. Like that song was not bad enough to begin with..)
Last night was spent in redneck paradise! It was hilarious! I went with a friend to a company party in Irvington, I was offered several shots of Patron that I turned down. Not because I am elitist, but because it smelled something like rubbing alcohol. I do not think I have ever heard "Sumbitch", a derivative of "Son of a Bitch" uttered so many times!
I ought to leave now! I hope we all manage to attempt to have a great christmas-eve-day, and rejoice in our families dysfunction!
*above you will see my nuclear-radiation-mutant-two headed- six eyeballed- mouse, and then my Prostitute Bin. (actually made of graham crackers) Notice the burlesque(ish) booby-tassles my artistic genius (cough..) added for a little extra pizazz.*
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