I am officially "over" the holidays.
The past three days have been filled with various/sundry assortments of family "personalities" and I, for one, have been sated of such frivolity for a minimum of one more year.
I've heard the same stories, the same jokes, and the same bitches over and over and over for three days.
Tired of it/them all, I am.
But wait...there is one more night. Yes, fried chicken, green beans and potato salad are being served up at my mom's house for us and six others. It will be a subdued group, as all of us have been together at the past three days worth of doings and all the other relatives who popped in, performed, ate, exchanged/received presents, and dashed out again.
We motley few shall congratulate ourselves on another holiday season of get-togethers and jobs well done with each of the meals we've all participated in as cooks and sideshow attractions.
Seeing "Lestat" on Saturday will be nothing compared to the performances I've witnessed the past few days...all the high drama and playing nice while daggers flew silently across rooms.