Christmas

No family holiday is complete without a few tears and a little drunkenness. This year my sister provided the tears, my grandparents provided the alchohol, and I decided it was my turn to add to the drunkenness. Sadly, I just ended up awake, alone, and intoxicated on Christmas eve when everyone else had called it a night. Nevertheless, Christmas morning came and at 9am anyone who was still asleep was woken up for present opening. We open our presents one by one while everyone watches and exclaims what an amazing present someone got. My sister and I think this kinda kills the point, but we go along. Sometimes with big family get togethers, things get lost