We've been pretty sans T-Day Drama in my family as well. The owrst we have is when my Uncle Matt decides to be a total cooter and say something rude about my brother because he spent so much money and time on his degree and ended up working "at Target". He does not, in fact, work "at Target". He works FOR Target, in their world headquarters, is kind of high up on the distribution food-chain, and makes a shitload of money.
We usually save our drama for the funerals. Same Uncle. Told my sister that her smoking was the reason she "couldn't find a job OR a man."
We have zero Thanksgiving drama too. Easy, when you don't observe it.
Well, that's cheating.
Do you guys have like, fisticuffs over who gets the last of the bun and cheese on Easter?
Oh, Christmas is pretty savage, let me tell you.
Now that I don't have the puzzle to do, I just actually finished a book! If this keeps up, I may actually clean or something.
My friend Cuttle had the
most
Thanksgiving drama I ever heard of. His Mom had been convicted of embezzling and had one last Thanksgiving before she did time. She wound up in a huge screaming match with the father and he picked up the turkey and smashed it on the floor in front of all six kids.
Cute dancing toddler: [link]
Holy cow, that kid is something else. I'd be worried about his hurting himself, the way he flings his little body around, but he seems fairly indestructible. And I guess he is pretty close to the ground. (Though, OK, when he kept giong up on his head, I cringed). V. cute.
No freaking way that's his real age!
We usually save our drama for the funerals. Same Uncle. Told my sister that her smoking was the reason she "couldn't find a job OR a man."
He did realize that the emotional state people are in at funerals would have made for a pretty good legal defense if she'd decided to make it a two-for-one special?
