Christmas Hell

So I wake up to what I thought was a bomb; fortunately, it was just a thunder cloud passing by. I listened to the wind shake and the thunder rattle my sliding door like how the bums rattle the loose change in their coffee cups during this time of year...actually, come to think of it, they do that all year round.

Anyways, for some reason we decided to do laundry before we head to my parents house for lunch. I kid you not.. really... laundry... on Christmas Day. And I'll be damn God was telling us that today wasn't the day to do laundry. The power went out during the spin cycle, so there was still water at the bottom of the washer. So we spent an extra 30 mins ringing the clothes before putting them in the dryer. If that wasn't enough, something triggered the fire alarm. Great... so this is how its gonna go down...in a fiery ball of flame doing laundry on Christmas Day.

AND...!

After that Macy's fiasco the other day, I didn't get jack from my family; just the usual See's candy from my sister in law. I swear, Christmas is a bad investment. The person who came up with "It's better to give than to receive" seriously needs to walk in my shoes--even for a step.

However, I was suprised by the gift I got from Mr. Facebook. He got me a snowboarding helmet and goggles. I couldn't believe it. He did good. He did so good, I texted my cousin.

Me (12:09 am): he got me goggles, gloves, and a helmet. We have to go boarding now.

Richard Ng Belamide (12:10 am): He got you things you'll definitely use. Go Gilbert!!!!

Anywho, we're at Mr. F's sister's house in Pinole. I'm trying to take a picture of one of the kids here. I think she really captures the spirit of things around this house.

..omg that picture took some time. Why do we do this to our kids?...really? Merry Xmas Y'all.