I am so excited about Christmas and I can feel it in my bones that the holidays will be good for most and especially me after some rough Christmases in my past. I might even join in on any family get togethers defying any social anxiety I might experience.
Dad and I were standing in their kitchen a moment ago.
"Your fly is open," my father just notified me of my clothing mishap.
My father was getting us a hotplate ready for supper.
"Sheesh," I told my father. "I hope I didn't just go into Fred's looking like that."
I turned red with a blush as I zipped up my pants. Dad got a very hearty laugh out of that.
Dad was cooking cube steak w/gravy, steamed broccoli, and buttery sticky rice. I look forward to my plate of food later this afternoon. Dad cooks the cube steak so very tender you can cut it with a fork.
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