A Good Time

So tonight I was hanging out with my parents and my littlest brother (who will be nine on January 3rd). My mom made “fish and chips” and my parents went out and splurged and got wine and the whole bit. Apparently they failed to realize that most people in England (where fish and chips is originally from) don’t drink wine with their fish and chips.

But you know what? That was totally ok. Even though it was just the four of us, we actually had a good time eating dinner together. It was really weird. I think it was just the alcohol (ok yes, I had a bit more than just wine, but they didn’t). We actually were just cool hanging out and talking.

There were no dirty looks if I said “crap” and I didn’t roll my eyes if they said something that definitely dated them. We were just normal people having a normal conversation. Man it was nice.

The majority of the conversation was about the past. We were remembering all sorts of things that have happened during our lives. Like when my dad rode his Radio Flyer wagon down a steep hill into a pile of rocks and got stitches in his knee. Or when my mom got her two front teeth smashed back into her gums by a kid on a swing. Or when I wiped out on my bike once and scraped all the skin off my elbow and my dad had to carry me home and then take me to the emergency room.

I really wish every day could be like this, with no friction between us. Where we could just let the past and current differences lie and be friends. Oh well, praise the lord for alcohol right? Hehe…

“Give me just one thing

Something to cling to

Something for me to make it

Give me just one thing

Something to pray to

Give me just one thing.”- Gravity Kills

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The fish and chips thing reminded me of when I went to an English owned restauraunt and ordered that…I asked for french fries instead of the chips. LOL. They laughed at me.

December 28, 2002

ryn; thank you for stopping by & for leaving a note! about your entry; i once wrote something to my daughter (who is now 21) that for me, at best, it’s hard to be the heavy all the time. enjoy those days like this one where you are all “on the same page” as they are few and far between. glad you had this day to share.

I wish I could spend a few moments in peace with my family. It doesn’t work most of the time though. Things are a little weird with my family these days. Oh well. . .that’s family. I think I’m just ready to go back to my apartment. I’ve ‘visited’ for a few days too many!

December 28, 2002

I didn’t know you drank…. Anyway, that’s cool that you had a good time with your parents! Don’t you wish you could hold onto some moments and just not let them go? Like, you look around and see something going on with your family and it’s like “gosh I wish this didn’t have to end” but you know it always will. RYN: I like to think that I know you pretty well. (continued in the next no

December 28, 2002

And thanks for that last note. That means a lot to me. And I know :o) It’s always good to hear though you know? Love

December 29, 2002

The idea of fish and chips with wine amuses me, bless my English-ness! Nights like that are nice though, sometimes its good to remeniss. *hugs*

December 31, 2002

i do a great impression of a fish out of water, but it’s a visual thing. trust me, it’d kill ya. woo! and ya never know, some english ppl could drink wine with their fish. stranger things can happen. have a great new years!