Not home for the Holidays.

I am currently sitting in my girls sister's house and there is one thing thatkeeps popping in my head. Where did all these kids come from! The answer is a sad one and one I will not share in my blog (it is already full of my failure). Everyone is all dressed up....for what? I have no idea. they just all got dressed so they could eat. The thing that is bugging me is my girl's insistence that I share in everything mexican. They have tomales. I don't want tomales. She gets mad at me not wanting tomales and starts to do her pantented pout and curse. I remain on chair trying to figure out why TBS would air only one movie (a Christmas Story) for 24 hours. I love her but she gets so mad when you don't want to participate in something from her culture. I never got mad when she didn't want to go to the drag strip so why does she blow a gasket over such small things. I don't mean any harm I just don't want to do certain things. She never counts the things I do with her just the things I don't do and that is not right.....oh yeah I almost forgot! MERRYCHRISTMAS MOFOS!!!!