The Dateable Dork

I hope everyone had a very Merry Christmas!  The holidays were nice, but it feels so good to be back in the “real world” (i.e., back in my apartment, with a buffer zone between me and my family, with my high speed internet, my own bathroom, and not an airbed in sight).  There’s really no place like home.  And as my reward for surviving yet another crazy holiday season with my always-crazy family, I’m drinking some leftover Christmas wine, eating some leftovers from the Christmas feast (I did a fantastic job this year, if I do say so myself), and enjoying the most beautiful sound on earth – silence.  : )

Actually, despite all my complaining about how utterly crazy my family is, I really did have a good time this year.  There were piles and piles of home-cooked food (all delish, all extremely fattening), lots of funny stories and catching up with the fam, and plenty of presents to go around.  It’s great when you have kids to celebrate the holidays with – my nephews were clearly the stars of the show.  Highlights of the present-unwrapping extravaganza included a Nintendo Wii (Aunt DD was SO jealous!), what seemed like the entire line of Wii games (including some form of Guitar Hero and Rock Band… again, SO jealous!), a Nintendo DS, and the present that induced the most excited, most enthusiastic, and most AWESOME reaction: Spike the Dinosaur.  Have you heard of this thing?  Apparently this is THE toy for toddler-aged boys.  Notice the pricetag.  Ouch.  Good thing Santa’s elves know how to make this stuff for free.  : )  Other highlights included a raucous game of hangman with words including “poop” and “stinky” and an argument over the fact that “sno_man” could just as easily be “snotman” instead of “snowman.”  Fun times.  : )

As far as the traditional Christmas “DD, why aren’t you married yet?” comments, it actually wasn’t too bad this year.  At one point my mom reminded me that I’m almost 29 (thanks, mom), my grandmother “accidentally” said that I was over 30, and my brother asked me when I’m going to have a kid already because our family needs some little girls.  Believe me, this is nothing compared to previous years.  I actually got off pretty easy this time around.  Score!

Another interesting moment was trying to have a conversation with my 18-year-old male cousin about how he’s enjoying his first semester of college.  I wanted to ask him, “So, did you hook up with any hot girls or go to any crazy frat parties?”  But with my family listening in, I wound up asking, “So, how’s that calculus class going?” and “How’s the food on campus?”  Geez, doesn’t my family know that I’m interested in all his juicy college stories so that I can relive my glory days?  Oh well, maybe I can get his email address to finally get all the juicy details… assuming that 18-year-old boys want to talk about this stuff with their 28-year-old aunt.  Probably not, huh?

So that’s the story.  Another Christmas down, hopefully many more to go.  That glass of wine is finally kicking in, and I have a VERY strong urge to get in touch with Hot Marine and invite him over for some drunken hooking up, but I’ve been SO good about not contacting him lately… I can’t go breaking my streak now.  I don’t know what it is, but getting back into the “real world” (after being so sweet and innocent around my family for a few days) makes me want to be all naughty and drunk and dirty.  And who better to get dirty with than an innocent midwestern Marine who needs some corrupting???  DAMN, I want him tonight.  Not to mention that today is the one-year anniversary of our very first fuck.  Aww, how sweet.  I remember it like it was yesterday… the way his tongue felt so soft, the way he’d bury his head in my neck, the feeling of his rock-hard arms wrapped around me.  Ohhhhhh baby… is getting back in touch with him in a drunken moment of weakness really such a bad thing????  Aren’t I allowed to be a naughty little girl?  Well, aren’t I???