Well, despite all the stress and heartache and awkwardness that was thee Christmas season, I made it. Had a lovely Christmas, actually, despite overexposure to my dad's Girlfriend's family, and all the jealousy involved with that. Since the divorce, this was the first year that I've actually had separate Christmases with my parents. In years past, we'd all just go to my dad's house and open presents together, then go our separate ways. This year, we opened presents on Christmas Eve at my dad's girlfriend's house. It was good, but very weird, especially when none of her kids were opening presents...
For Christmas, my mom and I sang a Due