Family and the holidays

Ugh. I remember once upon a time that I used to love family holidays. I really did.

Then I wised up, became an adult and realized what a crazy situation it really is.
I used to always wonder what people meant when they said they would stay drunk through a family holiday. I LOVED my family. Why on earth would I want to be drunk? Remember folks this is when I was young and had not disovered liquor for myself.
Ha. Now I know. Slowly over the years my mother has gone crazy. Who knows maybe she always has been crazy and I never noticed it.
But between the hormones from menopause and my wising up to her, I know why people say they will remain drunk over the holidays.
So this weekend is Easter. Fairly simple holiday really. Not a lot of gifts to give and most people make a nice spring meal that includes a ham or pork tenderloin or what not.

It SHOULD be simple, right?


Ha, welcome to my hood.
NOTHING is simple with my family. Every holiday has to be SO CRAMMED with stuff that it is nearly impossible to enjoy.
So now, Easter has turned into hell week. My mother has an event planned for every waking moment.
Now most of you reading this are confused. Why would I think my mother is trying to ruin the holiday by planning family activities?

Well you don't know my mother.

Everything has to be just so. And if the woman isn't worked to the bone she complains. Hell she always complains. Right now I keep hearing HOW TIRED she is.
Well I tell her it's your own fault. We tell her every year to RELAX, take it easy.
She never does. So she is famous for planning out these ridiculous weekends and then getting drunk and the rest of us pick up the slack. Super fun it is.

So now as prepare to endure a holiday with my menopausal mother, remember when you are in church to pray for what is SUPPOSSED to matter this holiday - say a little prayer for me and the vokda I will be downing to make it through.

You think this is bad you should see Christmas. Oye.