We Love Each Other

bad wrapping

I wrap good.

Don’t you love a good conversation with your family on the Holidays? My family sure does…

Brother (from a room on the other side of the house): “Come help me, I don’t know how to wrap.”

Me: “No.”

Brother: “Come help me.”

Mom: “She said no.”

Brother: “Okay.”

On shopping last minute…

Brother: “What can I get for Dad?”

Me: “He likes to be outdoors. You should get him a tent so he can camp out in the back yard.”

Brother: “He would probably love that.”

Me: “Or, a pillow for when he sleeps on the floor. I was joking about the tent.”

Brother: “I am going to get him slippers. If he doesn’t like them I will take them.”

Me: “I don’t think that is how it is supposed to work.”

Brother: “Do you have any money?”

Merry Christmas everyone. May all of your conversations be this deep.

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I am a twenty-something year old southern ballerina turned business student. While I graduated college with a degree in Marketing, I currently work in Safety for an oil field company. Sadly, I do not even own a hard hat. Up until this point, I have followed the path set out for me that was promised to lead me to success. What I did not do, was take the time to figure out what my definition of success is. Having lived in Louisiana my entire life, I am utterly fixated on my goal of eventually moving somewhere new (preferably far) while pursuing a career in writing and/or social media marketing. I believe one of my callings is making people laugh. Although I think I can play the drums, I cannot and will not sing in front of humans. Don’t ask.

39 thoughts on “We Love Each Other”

  4. Brilliant! Truly, the two of you in your dancing metaphors have begun to unlock the mysteries of the deepest koans of buddhi-

    Wait – you were literal?
    Ah…

    Well um…Hope you had a great christmas!

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  5. My wrapping is pretty bad, but I figure the paper is going to get ripped off pretty fast anyway and not really noticed (at least, not by my family) so it doesn’t matter.
    Merry Christmas to you and your family.

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  7. Omg, I had the exact same 2nd convo with my brother! Only, I was your brother, and my brother was you. And it involved sausages, and me wanting to get them because dad likes them but I could eat them too… and I did pay my brother back. But other than all those different things, it was just the same.

    Luckily I don’t have to ask my brother for wrapping help though – cause that would end in a disaster!!

    Merry Christmas Bexster! :)

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    • Bexster! I just love that. Before I write a relevant response, I just have to say that you are the second comment I am answering ON MY VERY OWN INTERNET. That’s right, I finally got my home internet fixed. A lot less sleep is in my future and I couldn’t be more elated.

      Now, I was laughing at your comment. Brothers… what are you going to do, right?

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      • YOUR OWN INTERNET?! *MIND BLOWN!* That’s so super duper exciting! I actually know how exciting that is too from the amount of times I’ve lost internet/from the 6 month stink I spent at starbucks after work because my place didn’t have it. I hope you enjoy all your sleepless nights! =D

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  8. my brothers and i have exchanges like that, except there’s a lot of “idiot” “shut up” “stupid” “doofus” “were you born an idiot, or did it develop over time?” not very much cursing though. something to work on.

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        • I didn’t until recent years. Well, maybe until they started dropping F bombs in front of me for the first time. This year I actually sent my mom, “Merry fucking Christmas” (sorry if I offend) in a text.

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          • that’s funny. my mother’s been dead about 28 years, so that might not work out well. however, she’s in the same cemetery as joey ramone, so that’s cool. but you’re too young to know who he was.

          • nah, no sorry. i toss that in sometimes. it’s true, but sometimes it’s funny to see someone’s face when i say it. like in school, the monday after mother’s day, a kid will say, “hey, what did you get your mom for mother’s day?” and i’ll say, “nothing. she’s dead.” and it’s great to watch their faces and their eyes pop out. then i start laughing, and they say, “aw, you’re kidding. she’s not really dead.” and i say, “yeah, she is. 25 years.” and then they make that face again. it’s funny.

            didn’t work on you though. still smiling. oh, but you’re funny, that’s why.

          • We used to pull the old “You’re mom” joke and people would come back with, “My mom is dead”. It was pretty funny to try to catch people with that oh shit look on their faces. Glad you still think I am funny.

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