Sunday, December 18, 2011

The Palest African American

Yesterday I had the lovely honor of being invited to a new friend's family dinner. Now, my family gatherings are small. There are usually about eight of us. I go to this family dinner and there are twenty-two people + four friends + two very large women and a small child who may have actually been a dog. And everyone is laughing and yelling and joking the whole time. I ate more food than I care to admit and was, at times, overwhelmed. I'd compare it to a very safe rave, minus the glowsticks. I played Catchphrase and laughed. It was a good experience.


In three days I get to go home. I am very excited because I miss my family and my friends. I have a large group of friends back home. We mostly bitch and complain about each other, but deep down we love our little group. Way, way deep down. I'm so happy because friends that have also moved away will be back in town and I plan on seeing all their faces and hugging them for a very long time (so long it may seem awkward). I love the holidays. I love wearing holiday-appropriate makeup and Christmas music (Nat King Cole is essential) and cussing out drivers near the mall. I love everything about it. 


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