Golfing on Christmas Eve?... really.
Today is Christmas Eve and my husband and son have decided to go play golf. Now you may think that is no bigs, but it's Christmas Eve... a time when families usually spend time together doing last minute "stuff" or making cookies, or wrapping presents, or just the knowing that *we* are somewhere in the house together whether we are actually together or not. Together, being the operative word here. It's the principal of the matter to me. Oh, last night he said, "Is there anything else I'm expected to do tomorrow or get done tomorrow that I haven't done yet?" As soon as he asked the question, I knew there was some motive behind it, some reason why he was asking. Then out it came, "Well, I'm planning on playing golf with D tomorrow. If I need to do something, just tell me. I have no problem canceling." Really? Of course he knows I'm not going to say anything, I mean honestly why would I? Yesterday was a bit of a bump in my Christm...