Back home. I felt bad about my previous post, driving back. The jmac.org blog represents a fresh restart of my blogging/journaling existence, and whining like a teenager about my parents and brothers fails to set a good precedent.
All that said, this really might be the last time I do this. Amy and I just talked about it, and we agreed that my maximum family exposure time is a three-hour meal-taking visit of the sort that she and I shared with them during our Maine vacation last October. Seeing me makes them so happy, but staying with them makes me so miserable.
But the thing about Christmas is that it comes but once a year, and that's just enough time for me to forget about the last year's visit and let myself be overcome by the need to make my parents happy, again. Dunno.
sometimes one needs to whine.
I don't go visit my in-laws on Christmas, it's how I stay married :)
Merry, etc.