Greetings everyone. I'm not sure if anyone noticed, but I wasn't here on TheO too much yesterday. The reason is because at about 2:36 AM yesterday morning I was barfing into a trash can. No, I don't have a virus. It's generally believed that I just ate something that didn't agree with me at Christmas. I probably OD'd on chocolate. So yesterday I wasn't feeling too good. I'm actually much better today, although my stomach still feels a little sensitive.

Anyway, in my last post I said I'd talk about what happened Christmas evening. It was actually a great evening, it just ended on a sour note. It was some time after dinner at my grandma and grandpa's house, and for some reason we were talking about sports mascots. My dad and my step uncle (and I call him my step uncle because I don't want people to think we're related by blood) had gotten into a debate on the subject. These debates were something that happened often when my dad and step uncle would meet. This time was a little different though. As the debate went on, it got more and more heated. Everyone else had fallen silent. Finally, my step uncle accused my dad of calling him an idiot (which my dad didn't do) and stormed out to take a smoke (which I wish he wouldn't do).

My aunt went out to talk to my step uncle, and like a minute later my dad went upstairs to get a drink of water. The rest of us could hear my step uncle yelling from outside. A minute or so later, my step uncle returned from outside and sat back down on the couch. It was clear that he was just going to sit there pouting for the rest of the night though. So my dad and I decided to leave. So the evening didn't end well. Later that night though, my step uncle instant messaged my dad on Facebook and apologized. So I guess I turned out well. That's pretty much it. I hope everyone else's Christmas ended on a better note.