When I go home to NJ these are the things I most look forward to in December:
Seeing my family.
Playing with the dogs and taking the younger one running with me.
Having the dogs sleep on my bed.
Sharing my sister's clothes.
Dance Party USA in the back room with my sister.
Being in my parent's house.
Holding Fats the Rabbit.
Doing this when no one is looking.
Going shopping with my mom.
Seeing the whole family and my grandmother on December 24th.
Seeing the rest of the whole family on December 25th.
Hanging out in my brother's room.
Sitting at the dinner table with the five of us and watching my brother do a roast on my dad.
When I go home to NJ these are the things I do not look forward to:
Listening to my sister snore in my ear. My parents downsized and the two of us now have to share a bed in the guest room.
The taste of my parents coffee. Eeouuuu. I'm going to have to bring the good stuff with me.
Seeing that the dogs will have gotten fat.
Everybody inevitably fighting about hurrying up to get out the door on Christmas Eve.
Sitting at the dinner table with the five of us and after my father is roasted my brother and sister gang up on me. (actually, it's all really funny, making fun of stuff we did as kids.)
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