Turkey weekend is finally over. I'm still on my skinny jeans diet, so I didn't get eat all that I could have. Darn. One thing I hate about being married is that we have to split holidays with each others families. Thanksgiving go to R's family, while I get Christmas.
For turkey, we head to R's aunt and uncle. My Christmas dinners are spent with my best friend's family. I've been really miserable at the past 2 Thanksgiving dinners. I miss my side.
In a way, I still don't feel like I belong in R's family. I generally exchange pleasantries, eat, then watch everyone play mahjong. They remain shocked that I don't know how to play or have any inclination to learn.
Because I'm pretty sure they don't read my blog, the food isn't all that great.
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