Holy shit, I forgot all about my alma mater being set to play Hawaii this year here. Crazy. I wonder if anyone I know will be there? I might have to check out the pregame reception down in Waikiki.
Honestly, I'm usually an all or nothing guy, I'll either get my drink on or abstain. Wait, wait, you STILL play table top RPGs, that is ten times worse... I know from experience...
In my case, 5 days off and extended family and in-laws staying in NJ where they belong. I'm really looking forward to Thanksgiving this year. Tomorrow is my youngest daughter's birthday, my oldest daughter comes home from college for the first time this semester (she drives me nuts, but I miss her big time), and as mentioned above, it's just the four of us this year. One of the area AA groups is keeping their facility open from 1-9pm for those spending the holiday alone or who need to get out of the house and away from crazy & drunk uncle Chester for a bit, so I'm cooking an extra turkey to bring there.
You doing that at Christmas? I could fake alcoholism and drive to Texas to get away from my in laws for a while.
Yup, every Thanksgiving and Christmas. It was a lifesaver for me my first two years sober. Come to think of it, it probably saved a few of my family member/in-laws' lives as well. So come on up. Just get your drunk on before entering. They don't take too kindly to having booze around, but the women will wait on you with plates of food, especially desserts. Such AA events are high-glycemic events.
Do you all take people who quit drinking bcause they were getting too fat? Because having women wait on me at Christmas sounds a lot better than the MIL telling me "That's not how we usually do Christmas at our house" 30 or 40 times. I'm aware that "Then go the fuck back to your house" is the correct answer, but that would have negative ramifications.
"Look woman, just because we've worn pants around Grandma in the past is no reason why I should have to this year. The Boys need freedom, ya know?"
I just made myself a beautiful dinner. Pork and apple sausages with wholegrain mustard mashed potato, smothered in a onion/sage/mushroom/garlic gravy. Jesus, I've got chills. And now, to sleep.
If memory serves, she's Canadian of some kind. It has to be easy to lose track of time when it stays dark up there until June.