Got none to tell Xoch... but

Don't believe you Baz! You mean you never even got a bit pissed off when the gravy went wrong and someone commented?! Or when someone cheated at Monopoly?!

My OH told me last christmas day that he would leave me if our sex life didn't make a reappearance..........I even had 'I'm gonna keep him to his word' as my sig over on ch4.......& I did! Yayyyyyyy!!


Is that the sort of thing you meant Xochi ??...

Me and the ex had a fantastic Christmas day bust up over toilet roll years ago. It was wonderful. I had the most peaceful Christmas

Slim

That's exactly what I meant slim! Although it seems it was more of a long, simmering row... but well done!

i have few memories of my dad being with us at christmas but when he was i remember him kicking the new oven door in and smashing the house up and me and sis running and hiding under the bed,

I also have similar memories. Never leaves you does it?

Well....... the only one I can think of is when My Ex came up to spend Boxing Day with the kids, Mr Baz and I. I got so uptight I had a vodka in orange juice so he couldn't accuse me of boozing....... then another.... etc...... Ended up making it thru til the pudding... then *retiring* to bed...  the kids went out with their mates.....leaving the first Mr Baz and the second Mr baz to amuse themselves for several hours

Karma! That is going to have to be top of my 'best subjects for a row at Christmas' list already!  

That's more like it Baz! See! I knew you had it in you!

Awww! jaf, I didn't mean this to dredge up bad memories... how horrible!

It was ridiculous He was supposed to have bumped up supplies on Christmas Eve (and he didn't). So Xmas morning, I heard this scream from the toilet 'Where's the friggin toilet roll? Ive just used the last bit'. So I said 'what about the ones you brought yesterday?' and he says 'you didnt ask me to get any yesterday' so I produced my phone and showed him the texts that indeed I did ask him to get some and indeed he did reply he would. (He was still sitting on the toilet) and it just got worse from there I had a right result though, he fecked off to his mums for 2 days and my neighbour lent me a toilet roll. Happy days

That is just so unbelievably sad but ...............not uncommon I've just had my sister and her kids/partners/kids up for the weekend ..............absoloutely manic but lovely too. My sis was in a very unhappy marriage for 23 years ............................she re married this year to an absoloutely lovely guy who is surrogate dad/grandad and all is good. It really breaks my heart to hear stories like that  though.

Got caught with his trousers down, but not in the way you might expect karma!

no karma those things stay with ya but make us better people (lets what i like to think)
its no problem xochi its life and i would pass him on the street cos i really wouldnt know him now nor him me,

Snap.x

Actually - unravelling is so yesterday! I finished unravelling and am now completely unravelled ............................don't think there's a hope in hell of re ravelling but TBH .........................i dont give a shit. It's sometimes good to sit back and let it all happen ...................we spend so much time trying to organise and control /these days - I facilitate/cook/put beds up/welcome etc. but .........................i just let it happen.

I've already told my most memorable one... when Master Ditty was only 3 or 4...  up at my parents house... we sat down for dinner in their dining room...  My mum told my boy to take his toy (a moving green hand... Thing from The Adams Family) off the dinner table - she hadn't however seen that my daughter had one of her gifts on the table... .. my boy grumbled a bit and she just told him to take it off the table.   

A good few minutes later... when it was quiet, my mum had started passing round bowls of food ... my son just put his head up... looked her in the eye and said "Bitch!"

Horror!   Things had been tense between my dad and me for a while... he was going through one of his more awkward phases...  I hurriedly tried to smooth things over... ten minutes later.. it was all behind us...   and then the little sod did it again... looked up and said clearly "Bitch" at my mum!

I ended up taking him out of the dining room for a little while to get the bottom of things... that was when he told me that Ickle had her toy on the table...  I had to acknowledge his perceived injustice!  

That meal went from bad to worse...   I was with a different bloke then... was pre-Mr Ditty...  The bloke I was with just about managed not to crack up at the Bitch stuff... by the time we were onto coffee & mince pies my dad had drank a few...  somehow the Iraq war (might have been the first one) came up in conversation.... my dad was all pro-Bush....   at which my bloke & I were aghast....  to which my father went off on a rant that ended up with "bayonneting babies"

It was the final straw for my bloke.... he couldn't stop hysterically laughing for half an hour...  occaisionally mumbling "bayonnetting... ".


And peeps wonder why I am not looking forward to xmas this year... its at my parents house!

 I'd read that in The Bar, ditty... soooo funny! 'Out of the mouth of babes...' etc!

good luck ditty  i will remember this christmas day when sitting eating and have a little laugh

IMO ................families are all good (I would say that) just keep off politics and religion. Asd for the toys at the table .................personally I'd not be too bothered at all but ...................mahybe (if your parents are pernickety) have a few words with the kiddywinks beforehand and let them know the 'basic' ground rules. whatever ...........hope you have a great Christmas!

Good grief Soozy! If we implemented that rule in our family Christmas it would be like eating in a Trappist monastery! (damn... what is this obsession I have with monasteries this week?!)

LOL Soozy.... when they were little I used to make them watch the beginning of the Sound of Music... and show them the disciplined Von Trapp kids... and beg them to try to be just like they were.....  

and tbh.. my kids are usually not the problem... its usually my parents.

Kids are alot older now... they will have their heads in laptops & games consoles...  I am just planning on keeping my head down.. avoiding eye contact and dodgy conversations.


Thank you ... you have a good un too!

Have a good one Jaf!  xx

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww Ditty - that's so bloody sad ........................my OH is strictish  in that there are no hats, hoods at the table 9that goes for Sunday lunch too) and my grand kids are unbelievably picky with what they eat but ................we go all out to make it special and I really and truly hope that you'rs is spercial too

THank you Soozy... I am probably dreading more than I should... in which case I will be pleasantly surprised!

I'm with you there ..............expect the worse and .............surely to,God it can only get better,

Last year we played Risk.

I was winning, when the real battle kicked off!

FIL wanted to clear the table to eat.

How inconsiderate!

He's lovely really. I've never seen him like that before!

... it turned into Turkey Twister?!

Filth!!

You could have got the FIL to wipe down the table first ffs!

Yeah but .............dinner is dinner .................and CHRISTMAS DINNER IS CHRISTMAS DINNER! ..........................we all loose it a bit over Christmas..Do you know ....................................I simply adore borad games (bit impossible at Christmas now with the bubbies) but - I've never played Risk ................is it good?

Well, it was Boxing day evening 'cold meat and pickles' type thingy, and we were only using one end!

It's a good game, but, the annoying thing was, I was refusing to play and was practically forced to join in. Wished I hadn't given in!

OMG!  RIsk!   On Christmas Day!!!!  

That it truly terrifying!   

Monopoly & Risk are banned in our family.    It takes generations for the grudges to be forgotten!  

I am not even joking....  there is still a long running tense undercurrent  between my dad and my uncle (his sisters husband) over a Risk dispute!

I don't remember any massive christmas day fights, but New Year's eve there was quite a big one between me and my brother. Me and mum wanted to play Monopoly, he didn't and was being arsey about it and we were both trying to get him to play but he was just being really half assed. Then he landed on my property, wouldn't pay me the money so I threw all my money at him and told him that he was the reason why anything is ever crap in our family. Him, my mum and my stepdad went to bed at about ten past twelve and I got horribly drunk on my own until my brother got up again at about five and we put Westlife on and sang that and Auld Lang Syne (sp) until daybreak.