Christmas eve with my family was a blast. Plenty of food, laughs, and Jingo. (Christmas Bingo, with prizes) I devised a new game this year and it was a big hit. Everyone had to make a Christmas drawing in private, and then everyone had to guess who drew each picture! The winner is the one who guessed the most right.
Christmas day we visited W's dad, along with her brother and his fiance. Plenty of food, laughs, and gifts. Even a couple of shots and few dirty jokes!
One thing I've noticed is that no matter where we are in our sitch, we always want more. W and I didn't get around to exchanging our gifts until tonight, and for some stupid reason, I let it bother me yesterday.
"Everything else (even the dishes) is more important than our gifts to each other"
It seems awfully silly of me now, especially when I realize how fortunate I truly am. How fortunate we all are.
At some point, we're only going to be as happy as we decide to be.
M: A really long time. Crisis: 5 years. She's still worth it.
Life is never made unbearable by circumstances, but only by lack of meaning and purpose. -Viktor Frankl
