I figured out that I'm not only old enough to drink, I've hit the age where my parents are no longer concerned that I'm an alcoholic, which means I can hit the booze in front of my parents without any residual guilt.
This means that I could easily get through our Christmas Eve tradition of hanging out with my parents and their friends, and these friends' children and grandchildren, who are at times (often?) puzzlingly annoying.
Tonight wasn't so bad... either because they weren't so bad or because after one healthily-spiked eggnog and 3 glasses of wine, I ended up having a fine time. Yay Christmas!
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