Family Night

Today has been a very long day and I want nothing more to pull on last year's Christmas pajamas, crawl in between my warm covers, and fall asleep with Hujo Jr. snuggled underneath my chin. (yes, I still sleep with my stuffed animals...normally there about four in my bed at a time.) Mom and I started the day right with Bailey's and Mocha Mint Coffee before grabbing lunch and heading out to face the hoards of people shopping. I'm glad we didn't have to pick up much because there were people everywhere in a way that almost reminded me of a bad horror film. Although we spent most of the day arguing about the proper limits of government--I was trying to communicate that SOPA was a bad thing while my Mom was arguing for conservative politics in general--it was a rather fun trip with my Mom that reminded me why I love Atlanta so much. After we got home, Lindsey came over and we started planning dinner which really means that Lindsey was the decision breaker for my want of baked chicken and my mother's desire to make shrimp creole. We had Mediterranean chicken with tabouli and hummus. After Lindsey and I got back from the grocery store with the ingredients, we all just cooked and drank and talked together. It was nice. I mean, I love my parents, but it was just really nice watching and listening Lindsey talk to them. I mean, Lindsey is more like my mom's daughter then I am--they're more similar in looks, style, and life choices. It works out perfectly too because Lindsey is my best friend who is more talkative then I. So I got to hang out and not have to say much :)  It was very much a family night that was complete whereas it wouldn't have been if Lindsey wasn't there, though I have to admit we are a strange family. Half of the things said should have made my parents really uncomfortable or at least blush. My mom however, is a bit different. Most people are shocked when they meet her because, knowing me, they expect her to be a prude, which is not a word anyone would use to describe my fun loving, clothes hating, care free mother. We were dancing and singing, drinking and giggling, all the while putting a delicious dinner together. Lindsey actually just left. We stayed up late talking after my parents went to bed. I kinda wish she was staying over though because I miss having her around. I remember crying at the beginning of the year when I had time to think about such silly things about how sad I was because my best friend was gone and it was nice to hear that my best friend was crying just week because I wasn't around.