Home from the holidays

No, not home for the holidays, I'm home from the holidays.

Lovey and I packed up the truck with Kiddo, Pooch and presents and took a (short) road trip to Jacksonville.  Did you know that there's basically nothing to see on I-95 between Miami and Jacksonville?  Now you do and you have proof: no pictures.

Kiddo did find it highly amusing that when we stopped for a bathroom break she saw a couple: black female with dreds and a (quite possibly) hispanic, bald male.  I don't, by any means, think we're the only mixed couple in the world, but that is a little bit odd to run into your twin couple at a rest stop off the highway.

So, for the actual three days in Jax, we stayed at La Quinta.  Nothing fancy but they sport king beds with pillowtop mattresses and they welcome Pooch with open paws, so we like it there.  And if we get hungry in the middle of the night, there's a Denny's within a 2 minute walk.  Hello Moons Over My Hammy!

It isn't often that we all get together, so when we do, there's the obligatory family photo.  We are one mixed up group.


I look like I got punched in the eye, but oh well.  Out of those 13 people, I'm related to 3 by blood, 7 by marriage, one I just met, and one is my Lovey.  You figure it out. 😛

The story of the trip goes a little something like this:

Mom was rummaging through the liquor cabinet and she pulled out a bottle of pear brandy that had the pear in the bottle.  Ever wonder how they get the pear in the bottle?  Yeah, me too.  Well, step-sister says that she knows the answer.  They GROW IT IN THE BOTTLE!  And of course, this MUST be true because she saw it on TV.  Apparently in Jax, they have crackhead TV or something of the sort.  After she made this revelation, the room just got quiet.  Until Lovey broke the silence with a "WHAT?"  Yep, that's my guy.  She still swore that they grew the pear in the bottle.  Right.  They grow a whole tree inside the bottle until it grows only one pear then they chop off that pear, leave it in the bottle, and then pull the tree out of the bottle, scrape out all the dirt and fill it with brandy.  I have never laughed so hard in my whole life.  My mom had to come in the kitchen to tell me to cut it out because I was literally on the floor laughing.  Good times.

Other than that, it was just good family times.  A lot of Wii playing, drinking and talking about the good old days.  Mom and her husband (no, he's not my step-father, sorry, long story) promised that next year they were doing Christmas with the Kranks, as in, don't look for them, they won't be around.  More power to them, I say.  I'd like to do something in the way of a family cruise or something, but I wouldn't want to give up a ski vacation for it.  8 days to Park City!!

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  1. sounds like a good christmas :)our family picture would look like: asian people and white people. hehe. it wouldn't be too hard to figure out which side of the family goes to who. hehe.

  2. A very good christmas indeed. Btw, is that bicycle thing that Mia is sitting on get connected to the TV? I think my older niece got the same thing. 🙂
    I figure it's pretty easy to tell which three of us definitely go together but then the rest gets a little mixed up. 🙂 Hope you had a great Christmas as well!

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