Happy Christmas

So here's a bit of a Christmas summary...

I got up at 7 AM (which is hours before I normally even go to bed!). Showered. Didn't take long. Went on to get ready and wait for my dad and sister to get there to take me to my hometown, Dillon. They got there around 10:30 or 11 AM.
After about an hour and a half, we got to my parents' house and sat around mostly then after a while we ate.

Then like an hour after we got there, we left to go get my son (we met his mom and grandparents in Gallivants Ferry which is ALMOST half-way. We had the longer drive for sure.) That was no later than like 3PM I guess.

When we got back, my mom had gone to get my brother's three kids so there was a house full of kids.
They opened presents and played and stuff and after the other three left, I tried to take a nap but Rian (my son) didn't like that idea and wouldn't allow it. If he saw my eyes closed he'd either lick me or scream "Dada!"... lil jerk. lol.

Anywho, We hung out there until like 9:30 PM I guess and then we headed back to the beach 'cause I had to work. Rian fell asleep about 30 minutes into the drive with a candy cane in his mouth. He was soooo tired. It was a lil sad. My mom asked him when he dosed off if he was awake and he nodded his head and then she asked if he had already finished the candy cane in his mouth and he nodded to say he had. Then she asked if he was sure and he shook his head 'no'... He's so adorable...

Anywho, we dropped him off and stuff then I dropped some shite off at my apartment and hung out there for a bit before heading to work.

Work was long and boring. Like three people came in. Joy. F'real.

Anywho, I got off at 7AM after being up 24 hours and went home and fell asleep watching TV.

BUT I left out what may be the most important part of the whole week/month/(maybe even year!). It was great to see my family and all but I see them often.

When I got back to the beach, my most beautiful of beautiful ex girlfriend told me she was coming all the way from Dillon to see me. I won't say her name 'cause I don't want her to get in any trouble with any twats or anything but I'll leave it by saying that she's the one who's initials were cut into my bicep area of my left arm that still has a slight scar. And to say that she's the one woman that people seem to associate with me.

Anywho, we hung out and it was the best ever. I hadn't hung out with her like that since... Early 2003. Its been FAR too long. I don't want to piss anyone off on her side or mine but it was the greatest. I've missed hugging her tiny frame so much.

We hung out for a few hours before she had to rush home and I have no idea if it meant nearly as much to her as it did to me but it really did mean the world to me. For someone that I've always cared so much about to come all this way to see me risking getting into all sorts of shit was the sweetest.

I won't give many details because I just don't care to. It was an innocent visit so clear your perverse minds, yo. lol.

I have to say that after all of the sleep deprivation as of late, I had to check my arm where she had signed it the night before to make sure it wasn't a dream (I've dreamed so many dreams similarly to this one so many times in the past). It wasn't and I'm still floating.

Anywho, gotta get going now, people. I'll end this now but know that one of these days, I will update again, lol.

WAR IS OVER
If you want it

-=The Prynce