Wednesday, December 29, 2004
Christmas Eve consisted of dinner and a gift exchange at The Father and Terri's house. There I received the following:
ironI remained nonchalant through the evening, but I am not certain Terri coped well. She never acknowledged me directly, and I had to sit next to her at dinner, which was slightly awkward. For instance, she would pass me a dish of something, I would thank her, but she wouldn't respond- either out of vindictive hatred or indifference; I couldn't determine. Out of everyone there, Jeremy and Kailey Marie were the only ones who spoke with me and behaved normally, thanking me for the gifts I brought them and such. The Father seemed calm enough, but he's always been so dadgum aloof. Oh, well. It could have been worse.
ironing board
Angela's Ashes
What's The Matter With Kansas?
cell phone
German-English dictionary
various stocking stuffers
The Megabitch made everyone Christmas ornaments that were very lovely, but I might have appreciated mine more had I a tree on which to hang it. Oh, well. Nothing satisfies me.
From April and her parents:
Eloise at Christmastime DVD
Student Driver t-shirt
sugar-free chocolates
stocking stuffers
two phone cards
a check to cash
a place to sleep
Lindsay crocheted a black-and-grey hat that shrieks of craziness. Aunts, uncles, and grandparents donated gift cards to Blockbuster, the GAP, and Borders.
I shall continue at a later date, for April probably wants to sleep sometime.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 6:30 PM]