Well I think I've gotten fairly behind, as usually I'm here off and on in any given day.  The last two or three days I've been unable to get on the computer because things have just been too insane.  I'm completely tired and worn out right now, so I'm going to give a quick rundown of things I was GOING to blab about but didn't get a chance to in one post, and then I'll probably be a little lengthier on the day's events in a second post.

So Friday was insanity as I worked, came home and did a crap load of stuff, I think I was on here for a bit between projects, then we had lots of errands to run, which probably took from approximately 4 until 7 or so.  Then we had to mess with his truck and do some other crap I can't remember.

Saturday sucked.  Straight out, sucked.  Got up earlier than I wanted to after staying up later then I wanted to.  Had to take my FIL somewhere to pick up a truck he bought; waited forever for that whole transaction to be finished.  Had to leave at that point to go get some more meds, had to stop home on the way so I could use the bathroom or else I'd have had an accident.  We went to go get the meds after filling water jugs (we drink the well water from the farm and use our cistern water for bathing, laundry and cooking {since we boil it}).  We came back and in this amount of time my husband tells me he doesn't know how to get to his aunt's house where their family Christmas was to be in about an hour to an hour and a half.  So we rush home, frantically look up her address, hurriedly look up directions on Mapquest, which took forever.  In the meantime my husband decided that he didn't feel like doing my laundry at all so I had NO clean clothes to wear.

Ordinarily no problem, I was gonna wear one of my nice shirts for work.  Couldn't make it work out because the jeans I were wearing are the annoying ass kind they think all females should wear now ... you know, the ones that when you sit down they slide down and out so your ass is hanging out if you're not sitting just the right way or if you don't have a shirt long enough to cover.  The work shirt I wanted to wear was too short to hide this and I didn't feel like fidgeting the whole time.  Plus, the stupid damn thing was being really clingy and you could see the WHOLE outline to my bra (it normally never looks like that, so I dunno what that deal was).  The other shirt I could've worn was too low cut, and I was not going to go to a priest's house wearing a low cut shirt damn near flashing everybody. 

We finally get directions; we're getting hurried along, etc.  We managed to get a little lost, but finally found our way.  We were late, as were my MIL and BIL and niece.  We ate, did the usual gathering crap, swapped gifts via a rather idiotic and confusing game and left about a half an hour to forty five minutes after.  We left so soon because, and I know where this came from but at the same time not, I all of a sudden felt SO sad and like crying.  I mean, it hit me like a ton of bricks.  My husband kind of left me on my own and I didn't have anybody to talk to, and nobody was interested much in talking to me either as they were visiting with each other.  So I'm looking around and thinking of a conversation to start up and WHAMO.  Look at all these family members enjoying each other and spending time together ... look at his elderly grandma still around and enjoying the gathering just like a kid would.  So excited.  I got around to missing my great aunt and that was the end of me.  I had to manage for the last twenty minutes with a shaky lip and voice and a watermelon size lump in my throat. 

We went home, had to help dad outside cutting some tree branches away from the power line so we don't get screwed out of power via branches on the lines in the ice storm coming up.  After that we had to go get my husband's meds, then came back and we ended up hanging out with friends after we ate.  We had fun, so I can't say it totally sucked.  We played Scattergories.  I LOVE that game.  Best game ever to play with a group of people.  We played that till like midnight or past.  My husband and one of our friends made plans to cut wood Sunday, so my husband told him he'd call him sometime after 9.  We were all up till like 2am.