Thursday, December 25, 2003
Only at my house!
I have been traveling out to the bridge after work the last few nights because my brother is down from out west. I had to close the queue last night at work (call centre, new job position, yadda yadda) and drug my friend Georgina out to my parents house with me after work (left the building at around 2 am). We arrived to a pretty quiet house, I had to finish wrapping a few last minute things, and then my brother gets up and starts gabbing with Georgina which in turn wakes up my mother and that when all hell broke loose. She was a wee bit (okay big under exaggeration) pissed, cause she has to get up earlier than everyone else to put the turkey on to cook, so she kicked my brother off to bed and started preparing the turkey, and scared the piss out of Georgina ( cause my mom can instill fear in ANYONE!).
I just brushed it off to my mom awake at 3 am and being cranky, and returned to wrapping the gifts, Georgina sat on the couch afraid to move or speak (which is a difficult task for her). Mom then tells us that my brother Sean, had planned on waking us all up at 7 am, which did not sit to well with me cause I had to work the next evening, and she went back to bed after giving us another pep talk about being quiet, yadda yadda yadda.
At 8:22 am I woke up looked at my phone and heaved a huge sigh on relief my brother had not woken us up and I was going to enjoy as much sleep as humanly possible. At 10 am I crawled out of bed because my bladder would not let me contain the beer I drank before bed for one moment longer. The rest of the family was either up and about or almost up and about. We opened presents, had a bite to eat and decided that that a beer on the deck would be nice considering it was about plus 15 degrees Celsius in Marion Bridge on Christmas morning, not very common in these parts. So there I sat at 11 am smoking, drinking and laughing with family and friends, in my bare feet and pajamas, an interesting moment.
Fast forward to quarter to one and my parents are attempting to move the turkey from the roasting pan unto a platter to be sliced for dinner. My Dad is lifting the turkey out of the pan my mom is holding and it is so moist and well cooked it breaks in too and splashes both of them in hot grease. Luckily no burns, just a lot of laughs and my mom freaking out in the kitchen (which is terrifying when you are a kid, as an "adult" it's like watching Comedy Central).
I managed to make it to work a bit early, after driving through a torrential rain storm, and am sitting here bored out of my skull alone on the third floor of our building the other agents are all down on second and the "helpdesk" people are all stuck up here on third. I think I may venture down to a-bay to take calls at least it would be a little more interesting, and I get to close the queue again tonight (yippee for me).
Hope you all had an enjoyable day, I look forward to going home and having a turkey and mayo sandwich with a side of the stuffing (from inside the bird) and maybe a slice of lemon meringue or apple pie ( because I have to maintain my figure.
I just brushed it off to my mom awake at 3 am and being cranky, and returned to wrapping the gifts, Georgina sat on the couch afraid to move or speak (which is a difficult task for her). Mom then tells us that my brother Sean, had planned on waking us all up at 7 am, which did not sit to well with me cause I had to work the next evening, and she went back to bed after giving us another pep talk about being quiet, yadda yadda yadda.
At 8:22 am I woke up looked at my phone and heaved a huge sigh on relief my brother had not woken us up and I was going to enjoy as much sleep as humanly possible. At 10 am I crawled out of bed because my bladder would not let me contain the beer I drank before bed for one moment longer. The rest of the family was either up and about or almost up and about. We opened presents, had a bite to eat and decided that that a beer on the deck would be nice considering it was about plus 15 degrees Celsius in Marion Bridge on Christmas morning, not very common in these parts. So there I sat at 11 am smoking, drinking and laughing with family and friends, in my bare feet and pajamas, an interesting moment.
Fast forward to quarter to one and my parents are attempting to move the turkey from the roasting pan unto a platter to be sliced for dinner. My Dad is lifting the turkey out of the pan my mom is holding and it is so moist and well cooked it breaks in too and splashes both of them in hot grease. Luckily no burns, just a lot of laughs and my mom freaking out in the kitchen (which is terrifying when you are a kid, as an "adult" it's like watching Comedy Central).
I managed to make it to work a bit early, after driving through a torrential rain storm, and am sitting here bored out of my skull alone on the third floor of our building the other agents are all down on second and the "helpdesk" people are all stuck up here on third. I think I may venture down to a-bay to take calls at least it would be a little more interesting, and I get to close the queue again tonight (yippee for me).
Hope you all had an enjoyable day, I look forward to going home and having a turkey and mayo sandwich with a side of the stuffing (from inside the bird) and maybe a slice of lemon meringue or apple pie ( because I have to maintain my figure.
