So I had an eventful weekend... 

Remember...

Having dinner with friends at On the Border, where Courtney objectifies and is objectified and inapporpriately yells "douche" at a table where the number continues to increase.

Staying home and watching crappy movies...

Going out to eat with my grandparents at a cute restaurant in downtown, where there are singing waiters and a piano man.  Also, watching my grandma say, "Grady, I'm talking to Maryann!" With him standing quietly and looking confused since he didn't say anything to begin with. Then, slowly replying, "what did I say?"

Later that night, going to the club and having my mom sneek me drinks, and introducing me to all these crazy asian people.  Chilling in the VIP room, because it is Gina's sister's Birthday, listening to some girl repeatedly say, "My dad married a woman who doesn't love me!"  Drama room (Pun intended).

Eating dinner at three in the morning at some Korean restaurant, talking to abunch of Louse?sp? people.  DOH!  frito LAY! and bong, being strange.  Gina telling me that I'm her daughter.

Falling asleep at Five in the morning.

Eating an amazing plate of Chicken from Bahama Breeze.

Virgin Bahamaritas

Tis' all.

I am finally back from Colorado.  In all I would say the trip was "all right".  It definately could of been better, and it definately could of lacked some of the useless drama that occured. 

Drama Incident #1:  We are in the car, driving back from the mountain, and my uncle starts talking about his "maracle" with the car stereo.  I'm not one to not appreciate maracles, but then he starts talking about how he doesn't want to dissappoint the kids (my cousins and I), and how if he didn't get the stereo fixed we wouldn't have ridden with him to Colorado, how instead we would ride with my mom since she "spoils" us and all.  He went on a jealous rant about how everyone loves my mom because she spends money, and he really was trying to make us feel bad.  I sort of just sat there in silence because this "rant" came out of nowhere.  I also, didn't wanna argue with someone who seemed pretty damn depressed.  Tell me if I'm making a mistake, but to seriously keep on insulting us kids (throughout the entire time he was there), telling us how aweful we are, and how rude, and disrespectful we are, isn't grounds for me to stop feeling sorry for him?  To me, he lost some serious respect from me (I really sided with him on alot of things, but come on!)  It's like, everything was GREAT ( I mean everyone is getting along just fine), so he decides to lecture us despite lack of provocation.

Drama Incident #2: Kaycee doesn't say "hi" to her mom.  For fucks sake, how crazy is my family?! How can you be so self involved to notice someone not saying "hi" to you (especially someone who lives with you anyways)?  This incident really started the main kindling of the metaphorical "drama fire".  I seriously think my aunt is a very bitter person.  Of all things to piss someone off.  I mean if something bothers you, say some-damn-thing. Don't just expect someone to read your mind, it doesn't matter how "close" you are to someone else. I say that to both of them.  I mean, seriously, ask for permission, stop being scared, it's just a question.  Anwho, Kaycee "hurts" herself and doesnt' feel the pain till later that night.  When her mom found out, it was like the fucking world ended that she didn't know.  It's not, "I hope my daughter is okay". it's "why didn't you tell me?!  Why am I the last to know?! Why didn't you greet me this morning?!"  What the fuck.

Reason I say this started all the shit, is becuase Krista, who seriously did need an ass kicking, was a prissy bitch to her dad, and ONLY her dad.  Anways, something happened, and he blew up on her.  Then started another (shorter) rant, the next day, to my mom about how kids are always rude to their parents.  In all honesty, I did NOT ONCE, ignore my mom, or answer her in a rude way at all this trip.  I am rarely a rude to her on purpose, except when I'm pissed (and even then I know my limits).  And through all of this, I didn't say a THING.  Nothing.  I just bit my tongue, because I didn't want to "ruin" another vacation.  After, Kaycee and her mom talked it out, my aunt came outside to say, "if one of us (meaning my aunts and uncle) are talking to our kids, don't you guys same anything to us".  I SWEAR I WANTED TO EXPLOAD!!  Not only when my uncle was bitching out krista did I just sit there and not say anything, but when she was yelling at kaycee and I'm two inches from her face (we were crammed in the back seat of the SUV), I still didn't say anything.  And thats strange to me, because I always try to defend kaycee, since she never says whats she feeling.  But that night she let it out (maybe a bit to firm for my taste).

 The thing is, now this is just my theory:  If you have lived consistently with one parent, I think a close bond is unavoidable.  Even if you live with both parents, you are going to have a close bond to one, no doubt.  But!  If you spent a significant amount of time (half your life, or even as little as a year) not living with a parent, and then suddenly you do share a household, then the bond between the two wouldn't be as strong as if you lived your entire life with a person.

I give MYSELF major credit for going against my will to being a quiet person through this whole ordeal. It gave me reason to not believe all those things my aunt and uncle said to my cousins and I. (at least on my part, maybe eric too since he had to apologize for no appearant reason, how hilarious)

Drama Incident #3:  My Aunts boyfriend gets a ticket.  Scary moment, I swear I thought he was going to get arrested.

ON TO THE GOOD THINGS...

- I fell a total of three major falls.  Good ski, if I do say so myself.   I also didn't get frustrated and act all "snowboarder-like", which normally happens every year, due to more than three major falls. 

-***My mom and I got along the ENTIRE trip, which is amazing considering all the drama. ***

- I was never bored because I was either watching the 9th and 10th season of friends, bowling, or sleeping.

-I got to bowl a zillion and one games, and one of those games I bowled a 165... thank you. 

-It snowed on New Years (a slight disappointment, since it didn't snow any other day we were there). 

- Everything good that happened, ruled out every bad thing.  It brings a whole new meaning to bittersweet.  

**note to self: Next ski trip, Just bring my mom.

p.s. Sorry for the rediculously long entry.  It's cool if you don't read this.