Christmas

I thought it might be easier to split everything I have to say into diffrent entries as I'm sure it will make alot more sense that way I cannot belive I woke up this morning and it the 5th of January.... fuck me.

OK Christmas was a busy time but surprisingly good in all the wrong places. Christmas eve was spent here which mum, grandma, Jenny, Jesse and Cj. Everything went really well it was just lovley. Jen and Jesse stayed late and we got plastered and played poker. Yet again surprisingly amusing.

Now Christmas day was spend traping up to Cj's parents house at around 11am. Apparently we were late..... I dont recall being told a time even when I did ask for one. Other than that though it was really lovley! I'm serious we all got along really well no petty crap, nothing of note took place at all. Infact I am now sitting back and going thats what the interdynamics used to be like... what gives why cant we be like that all the time. I even asked Kylie how she was feeling and got a nice and informative response...

Christmas Day Night went to Dads He was there along with Silvie and her 3 kids. Dad however proved once again to be a dissapointment. Though admittadly he did better than 3 years previous.... Silvies kids are probabilly the snobbiest i've come across, they dont talk or attempt to be social at all. Which pisses me right off so this year I didn't even bother trying to engage them more than once or twice. Now the meal was great and everyone enjoyed themselves yada yada... However after we were all done and just waiting around dad decided to come and crack the shits about her kids to Jen and I.... Which I just walked out of the house and havn't spoken to dad scince. Silvie has rung me twice but dad seems to remain oblivious to the fact he's a cunt.
Perhaps he needs too look and decide, he either has 5 kids on even par, or he negates the right to bitch about the other 3 when he buys them each an Ipod for christmas and then flogs Jen and I off with the I dont have any money line so we need to bring drinks but has bought a bottle spacifically for each of them.... Dont get me wrong here I have no problem with the fact he's in with her kids thats only natural right? I have problems that in being close to her kids Jen and I have essentially lost our father. He couldn't tell you where I work or when I lost the baby. But he can tell me what Camille wore to work the past 2 weeks.... hmmm interesting, He still thinks Jennys working at Mcdonalds when she quit 5 months ago.
Perhaps if he'd noticed the family photo albums were taken away 2 and a half years ago and not because he wanted to make himself a photo board I'd have a little more tolerance. But unfortunatly if it doesn't effect him directly its not important.