So here I am, its 9am, we opened presents, everyone’s awake, and about to eat breakfast. Its -1 degree outside. I’m with Todd’s family. The closest thing I have to my own. Actually, they are my family, they have been for the last 5 years, even after Todd + Me are no longer.
Back home, my entire family gathered in my house. They were all outside, in the 25+ degree weather, drinking and eating. I called last night at 11:58pm their time, and actually received xmas with them on the phone. All I could hear was the fireworks exploding in the background while the phone was passed around and my family wished me a merry xmas, telling me how much they miss me.
Merry Xmas everyone. I hope you all had a chance to spend some quality time with your families.
