Alright, so I’m home visiting my family. that baby niece is still awesome, go MAXX! Loads of photos to follow. Just as soon as I finish this pack of Guinness.

What a strange weekend, all the family exposure has left me edgy and on guard. While visiting my father earlier, my sister in law and brother were bickering for what felt like 4 days. (Actual time 1.5 days) I finally snapped, set down my Busch Ice beer and knitting and demanded that they stop bickering immediately. I was flashing back to some friends in Portland who fight like that in front of ANYONE at ANY time and it really bugs me. Fine, a truce was called and we’re all doing fine right?

I send my brother out for beer and he and Lindsey get me a lovely pack of Guinness just as requested, and a GIGANTIC Christmas basket from the smelly girly soapy store. Now I feel sort of like a boob for yelling at them, but isn’t that what the holidays are all about? Uncomfortable situations with people you’re related to? I love them, and Im thankful for them.

Hey, at least it wasn’t like last time where it took me about 45 minutes before I became seriously annoyed with my mom. SRSLY.

In other news, I’m feeling strangely heartsick for no apparent reason. Like, seriously, SRSLY heartsick. Stomach hurts sometimes, wanna cry but don’t. I don’t get it. Nothing traumatic has happened to me lately, unless you count the strange dreams I’ve been having. Something in the cosmos is happening that affects me, I just don’t know what it is yet. A butterfly landed on a tree somewhere, and it’s causing tidal waves for me.

At least there’s Guinness.

Word.

11:35pm update: awesome breakdown with mom and sister in law. Cooking shows + Guinness + girls = healing. I never thought I would miss snow and negative temperatures this much.