Christmas log
Spent Christmas Eve at my uncle's (on my dad's side) house, along with my cousin and grandma; same uncle who wants me to sell his watch online for $250k. It was a pretty uneventful night until my uncle's friend showed up with a mattress. He got kicked out of his house by his wife lmao. He looked like a nerdy, older black guy with glasses, and got into numerous arguments with my mom about marriage lol, which was ironic.
Then on Christmas morning we drove to my grandma's (on my mom's side) house. Had a huge breakfast with biscuits, fried salmon, grits, eggs, bacon, ham, etc. In terms of semi-interesting stuff
-My uncle shaved my granddad and wound up making a pretty nasty cut on his neck. No one noticed it until late at night, after my uncle had long left. My grandma nearly exploded
-Every year this former crack head comes over; I think he's related to my grandma, I don't know exactly. Anyway he's like 50 and can barely talk, often replying to everything with a weird "uh huh" sound. He lives at a recovery house, and this year he had some nice clothes on and was able to say a few things. He's definitely looking and sounding better than he used to.
-I have a homeless cousin who's a total asshole. He's like 37 years old and looks like a light skinned Rakim, and dresses like he's 15; yesterday he was in a weird mix of urban clothes (baggy jeans) and Hot Topic-esque clothes (studded belt, tight long sleeved shirt with skulls on it), all black. My grandma asked him to take his shoes off and he did, but 10 minutes later he put them back on in front of everybody. Then he'd interrupt conversations with details on his life. Like as the family took pictures with another cousin of mine's baby, he blurted out "I just learned my son had a kid, so I'm a grandad. He's three years old." Lots of SMH faces occurred. Then during dinner (gumbo every year mmmm) he dropped a crab leg on the ground and didn't pick it up. Eventually my grandma asked him to leave
-My oldest cousin and her husband from Chicago came which was awesome; I rarely get to see them. Then they started talking about Facebook, which was just sad
husband: I got 600 friends on facebook!
dad: ...
brother: I only have [not close to 600], wow!
husband: yea, everyday someone adds me
cousin: You guys should add us, do you like Mafia Wars?
me: nah...
husband: it's pretty cool man, you gotta add me when you get home ok?
They're both in their 40s smh. And when I looked them up I found out he actually has like 40 friends
(not going to add them unless they add me)
