Rituals

Observing rituals, most of the time, involve unnecessary social gathering, boring conversations and a high incidence of gaining cellulite. And when all of this is combined it makes one want to turn to excessive alcohol for the sake of numbing the senses... Just so that everything becomes somewhat bearable.

Xmas for me, is that time of the year. I just walked into my house and I knew, despite the well wishes from my parents and their effort to make this festive season more enjoyable through better food, This night is going to be unbearable as it will be like any other night with them... So I brought along trusty alcohol to share among family members.. Absolut lubricant for social gatherings that are bound to go off track.

I think that some of you are wanting to smack me right after reading my paragraph above becos I give you the impression that I'm an ungrateful bitch? Yeah, maybe I'm that to those that don't know me well...but I shall not explain becos this is not a blog of unnecessary explanations. Let's just say that a particular family member enjoys verbal ridicule as I engage in activities such as eating so anything that go down my throat goes straight through and sometimes the other way out.

But maybe, and maybe some of you do share the same sentiment and if that is the case, I'd love to give you a pat on the back and proceed to give you a very big hug. Becos the worst will be over soon my dear comrade...persevere.

Parents don't necessarily have to love you. It's always a bonus in my world. If they love you, you lucky bastard...you should be cursing me you're absolutely right. And if parents don't love you.. Or they don't know how to, then you're really worse than getting stuck with an ex. Trust me, I have first hand experience with both.

So my readers, have a joyous holiday observing your respective rituals and to those that don't have anyone to share it with.. You maybe one of the luckiest people in my books.

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