Christmas was pretty good all things considered. The kids had a great Christmas and that's the most important thing.
The kids and I went north to visit my sis and mom and 3yr old nephew. We came home on Christmas Eve. The W came over late Christmas Eve night so she could be there for Christmas morning Santa visit. By all accounts, Christmas morning was "normal". Santa was very generous. The W's dad and StpM came over about midday. The kids and I went to W's Mom's later in the day; the W followed. That afternoon was spent with SIL and 1yr old nephew, W's Cousin from South Car.
Everything seemed "normal" there as well. W joking around with me, picking at me, acting like old times. Later in the evening after I had brought the kids home and she was done visiting her ailing g.mother in the hospital; she started texting me:
w: Do you want me to bring you a couple of the roast beef and Swiss sandwiches back with me? (she obviously had heard me say that afternoon how much I liked them and missed a sandwich shoppe in Savannah that made great roast beef and swiss sandwiches) me: Sure, sounds great.
w: Can I bring you anything else? me: Yea, a couple of Dr. Pepper's and my monitor from stpFIL.
w: monitor? me: yea, 20 inch computer monitor that stpFIL is giving me. Just ask him. Thx
w: Ok..leaving in a little bit. bringing (cousin) over with me and some beer; that ok? me: yea..keep texting..everytime you send a text my night appears to be getting better and better..lol
So she and her cousin show up (sans beer). I have a few in the frig. W goes to sleep on the couch and Cousin and I help finish a Clone Wars lego set with my S. Drink a few beers and as I'm taking him back to his g.parents; we start discussing crazy women. If you remember, he's the one I'm close to and he's had his share of batchitt crzy too.
His comments were "I hope you know that the whole family is behind you no matter what happens." I replied that I knew and that I appreciated his comments. He mentioned that he knew my W was crazy and was kinda surprised we made it this long. Anyway, we had a good time. I can't really complain about my Christmas.
W woke up this morning and made breakfast for the D. Then gathered some more clothes from the bedroom and took them with her. Said she'd see the kids Sunday. D told her that "I miss you Mommy." Didn't seem to have much of an effect, at least outwardly. I told the W that I was going to start packing her clothes that were in the bedroom; she just said, "no problem."
So Christmas over, time marches on and so does the the unraveling of my family.
