Whenever I see these “holiday” episodes on TV or movies the family in question is completely dysfunctional. Is this the american norm? Since I have a lot of fun when around my family I just can’t connect to these people. I just had Thanksgiving with my dad’s side of the family and I had a ball. Usually, in these types of shows, the son/daughter has a problem being civil with the father/mother. This to me is ridiculous; if you know what your parents are going to be like then why would you provoke them by talking about a certain subject or “confronting” their opinions or bad habits. Just leave well enough alone so you can have a decent time without hating every minute you spend with these people. And to that end, if you do hate every minute spent arguing and grousing then why even go? Spend some time alone or with friends. I’m heading out right now to spend some time with my mom’s side of the family, and I’m sure I’m gonna have another great time (even though I like this side just a little less). And tomorrow I’m hanging out with my dad again for his birthday. I suppose what I’m trying to get at is that you can’t choose your family and you don’t have to get along with them. If it’s a hostile environment I think it’s just best to avoid it.
So now that grandma and grandpa are gathered for the snoozefest of holidays, (second to any cindo de mayo, or what ever those beaners celebrate) does anyone have any real plans? i mean most holidays involve blowing something up or unwrapping some overly packaged and under rated dvd. (Yea i know they are dvd’s no matter what you pack them in!) So before you pass out from the tryptophan,or have some after dinner and before dinner or lunch or breakfast (what ever time you eat) think of what the pilgrims would do. I personally like to start with a trip to the horse track, where i will bet on horses till i loose my total net worth of 40 dollars. Next i take a visit to the old folks home to vist my grand parents, followed up by gorging on a dead bird and hard bread. After that, before i pass out, i will promptly dig out my copy of Uncle Buck, pop it in the DVD, and let the ‘rents veg out on late 80′s humor while i grab my stick of m1000 and blow the crap out of something. Now thats an american holiday.
till next time!
