Hello a Readers. Every year my friends and lovers offer to take me home for the holidays. Naturally every year I decline. While I don't attend Christmas with my extended family, I do have a short Christmas morning with my adoptive family. This year this have been so different.
My adoptive parents left me home alone to be with their white daughter in AZ. I'm still super pissed and hate them over it. Me and Double D are over so his handmade card and gift is sitting on my work space. I have this whole cold house to myself..
Originally I was planning a hipster rager to fill the house, a handful of hipster friends, hipster lovers, and all of their hipster stranger friends. A drunk on cheep beer, vintage glasses, sexy single in oversized sweaters kind of thing. But since I'm mature and responsible, I decided to invite a few close friends for dinner. A spaghetti a and meatball dinner in fact! It turned out to be a few more than 4 people, and now they're all started calling to Spaghetti Christmas.
Another change for this year is accepting one of those friend offers. B is one of the handful of ladies I'd ever call to friend, one of my dearest friends actually. We actually met in elementary school at Girl Scout camp, and then went to junior high and high school together. We actually weren't close until later in high school. I'm lucky to know to her and have her in my life.
B and her family invited me to their Christmas Eve dinner. I actually had a lot of fun, it was interesting to see a well functioning, Caucasian-American extended family. They actually talked me into coming over tomorrow as well, but I'm going to dip out around 5pm. I need to get home and start things for Spaghetti Christmas @8pm.
Before I headed over to B's the woman who is like my big sister stopped by. Let's call her Lady C. I hadn't been able to meet up with her since I got back form as. Korea. She's also a Korean tootle and she really understands the things I go through as an adoptee. She is such a strong amazing woman, she my older sister, and my role model. I can't think of another person I'd aspire to be. We're hoping to see each other one more time before break is over for me.
I guess we'll see how Spaghetti Christmas goes..
*Cheers*
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