Well, it was another holiday. Thanksgiving at my grandmother's house was going good, UNTIL DINNER. They ran out of gravy at the BIG TABLE (which is for my grandmother and her kids and their spouses), so someone asked if anyone could go to the kitchen to get more gravy. My aunt said that she would, so when she went to stand up she bumped or leaned on the table and my one uncle got VERY UPSET, because his wife's soda got spilled. He stood up and was throwing a tantrum just like a child. {IT WAS AN ACCIDENT, give me a break.} He started to scream, yell, and curse. I was trying to bite my tounge and not say anything, but my kids where there and did not need to hear all that. So, I finally stood up and said something to him and asked him nicely to STOP THE CURSING AND YELLING, WE HAVE KIDS HERE. He did not seem to care. My other uncle decide to tell me that I needed to SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP, BECAUSE IT WAS "A CHILD". Hardly, I am grown, married, and kids of my own now. The rest of the night ended up just being a big argument. I decided to leave. This made me upset as well as my parents and grandmother. I just proceede to tell them that I would see them on FRIDAY at our house for Thanksgiving dinner where there would not be any of this arguring, yelling, and cursing. Then one of my aunts, who is my godmother, decided to stick her nose in where it didn't belong and proceed to tell me that it would probably be worse with the other side of my family (my wife's side). I proceed to inform her how she had gotten on my nerves and been VERY RUDE all day to me and that IT WOULD NOT HAPPEN at dinner on Friday. Of Course, IT DID NOT HAPPEN. We had a VERY GOOD, PEACEFUL, AND ENJOYABLE DINNER on Friday night with my wife's family, my parents, and my grandmother.
WHO KNOWS WHAT CHRISTMAS WILL
HOLD AT MY GRANDMOTHER'S HOUSE?????
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