Had a good Christmas. Mom was a little annoying in the beginning, as she had not wrapped half of her gifts, and was busy playing with my niece instead of handling business. Got lots of good books, not too much random stuff this year, thankfully. Too really good presents, the Tivo network adapter and the Le Creuset 6 piece Classic Set Very excited.
Laura, I'm sorry that your family were asshats.
Any way you could become a black person first? Then we're talking big fun.
I was totally going to volunteer to go with ND next year.
I am now a black, Catholic male.
Jewish or Muslim would be even better, IMHO.
Cass votes a Muslim.
Say, just for the sake of my racist epithet education, does "working like a nigger" indicate working really hard or working not at all? It really could go either way.
Jewish or Muslim would be even better, IMHO.
No, his dad likes "the Jews." When he found out I worked at a Jewish high school last year, he regaled me with tales of his rabbi friends.
Catholics are much worse than even Muslims to fundamentalists, generally speaking. All those "voodoo rituals" and "witchcraft."
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Whatever.
I was totally going to volunteer to go with ND next year.
I'll take both of you, even better.
I'll take both of you, even better.
Who gets to be the black, Catholic male? Or do we divide those up?
Well, I'm already black, so it would be fun for me to be male.
I dunno, but one of you gets to carry the whip.
Meara could help you with most of that.
Well, i could help dress you up, but blackface is a little out of my range...
I COULD, though, send along my black muslim brother-in-law....he's MARRIED to a catholic, so maybe he could fake it? Or maybe just being married but with you anyway would be fun?
Christmas without family issues - spent at a friends house to which Mom was also invited. (Mom is a wonderful guest; I try to be - hence no family issues.)
Dinner was a lamb cooked Greek style. I contributed a Delicatto squash so sweet, one guest commented she might try it next Thanksgiving instead of sweet potato.
The hit of the evening was a family with a Hungarian American mother (as in Hungarian is her main language, and her English has a charming Hungarian accent) and her son who learned to speak fairly recently - and speaks both English and Hungarian at the two year old level.
She combines real love for her kid with a matter of factness about motherhood that is very appealing. Picture this: charming mother playing with yound son by dangling a toy in front him he squeals as he leaps for. She gazes at him affectionately and comments "he is now old enough that soon he becomes more fun to play with than the cat."
The father has giving up cursing so that his son won't pick up the habit from him. "He can learn swear words the right way - from other kids when he starts preschool" the Dad explains. In the meantime he has trained himself to the point where anytime he was going to say "Oh Shit" he say "Oh -beat - Man" instead. Little Miklos has totally picked this up. He sounds very sixties when he does this, so we other guests amused ourselves by teaching him to high five.
