7 Day Forcast for A Swift Kick & A Band-Aid:
Mom's house
That's right, it's family time again ... dammit ... I'm hopping myself on a plane this evening and landing my ass in LA. But at least it is a direct flight this time...
Blogging will be lighter that usual but I won't be disappearing entirely this time. I'll need ya'll in order to keep my sanity. Christmas with my family is just plain drama.
Last year I lost all the trust I had built up in my brother because of how badly he acted. This year, he's pissed at me for putting my foot down about the step-family. I'm sure that will blow up pretty hardcore in the next couple of days. But I'm still waiting to see who will be the big winner of this year's Christmas Douche Award for greatest betrayal. Anyone want to place their bets?
Posted by Princess Cat at December 22, 2005 03:05 PM @ 03:05 PM in Bloggy Stuff // Permalink | TrackBackI'll "Bet" it was the cook... in the lounge... with the candlestick. Anything else would be absurd! :^)
Merry Christmas.
Posted by: Johnny - Oh at December 22, 2005 09:20 PM.. Merry Christmas, Cat... have a safe trip..
Posted by: Eric at December 23, 2005 09:37 AMI am afraid my own brother owns the market on Christmastime douchebaggery...
Posted by: armywifetoddlermom at December 23, 2005 12:52 PMGood luck, and better flight on the way back!
Posted by: Lysander at December 23, 2005 03:17 PM