by
cj592
@ 2006-12-27 - 19:19:00
Boxing day, and it is the day of the big family get together!
WE got up early to do some cooking. Well when I say we, I am of course using the Royal We, as I was tucked up still in bed when my OH was up cooking. But why was she cooking on a day when we were going out for dinner? Because this year we decided to try something new! Instead of my Mum catering for the whole event, we decided we were all going to do a different course. My mum was going to do he main course, my Sister was going to bring the Sweet, my Brother (and his new girlfriend) were going to provide the starters, and we got the Supper/tea party food. Thank god for Tesco’s party food nibbles and things. We had loads to take. Unfortunately, it took us ages to cook it all off, so we were slightly late leaving for the Dinner/lunch. And that coupled with the slow traffic on the M25, meant we got there just before 2pm when dinner was at 2!
The afternoon/evening was actually more fun than I expected. The kids were a bit of a handful, which they always seem to be at this event… why is it that everything they do has to involve screaming???. There was plenty of singing, as the big party activity was a Karaoke machine. My OH and I performed a must unique version of ‘Killing Me Softly’ where the words almost become literal events!!!
And later, and several bottles of wine later (Not for me though as I was Des that night- Des-Ignated driver, not Des O’Connor as you may have mistaken me for having heard me sing) it was Trivial Pursuit time. And the biggest shock of all… my Mum said the word Penis! It was in response to a question about sex toys
, but really I didn’t expect it from my mother! We all looked at her stunned!
“What!” She exclaimed “Just because I am your mother, means that I can’t say rude words?”
At which I replied “I am sorry but I wasn’t expecting a penis to come out of your mouth!” which I realise I had worded badly 
After that the only embarrassing thing to happen came from my OH. One of the questions had the answer Gaia. (which we pronounced Gayer). Not someone we had heard of.
“Who’s Gaia?” My mum asked to which my OH piped up (thank you!) “He is” and pointed at me.
“What do you mean?” asked my brother
“Well, he’s Gaia than most men I know!” Thanks a lot! They didn’t need any more reason to become suspicious! That’s my OH for you!
Anyway, a good evening was had by all. And even better was, we were able to drive away and leave the kids there! HAHAHAHA