(By Keeme)
Around this great nation many people are waking up to the "OMG! I feel like crap" and or the sound of Alka-seltzer in all of it's fizzing glory (known as effervescence). I am happy to report I did not do that this year! I paced myself and had a few glasses of water and actually used the forbidden phrase "no thank you" during the ordeal... after all this particular day is kind of like some amateur version of The Iron Chef only without the Eel and Goats heads... well for most of us that is.
I figured something out for the first time yesterday (after half the people I invited never showed up), I am a level 3 visit. It works as follows
Level #1 = the place you plan on being the most, this is usually Mom's house or your own. The place to be... the shizo in the hizo (I hope that is the way to say AWESOME and not Come kill me).
Level #2 = The Mother in law's place... the second banana (usually the less dominate spouses parents for those who are married). If you're married and ate at your folks house second YOU are not the boss so get over it.
Level #3 = The fly by visit... the "we better stop by for a few minutes or these people may kill themselves for the lack of human contact" or Keeme's house.
I don't want to be number 3 it is kind of like being picked last for a game of baseball and when you're older it actually feels much worse! I have started to plan next years festivities I am going to make invitations and have ice sculptures of Nemo or Titan (the underwater cats with the pitch forks). Much colorful looking eats and a big screen TV so the fellas can catch my Bears WIN this time. If for some reason I stay a level 3... those ice sculptures may come in pretty handy for some Hara-kiri Keeme style.
Posted by Tiffany at November 26, 2004 08:58 AM