In following tradition, Bleaders, this year we finished up our own little Christmas and trotted our spoiled asses over to enjoy Christmas Day dinner with Vader's family. This is a sight to behold, let me tell you. There are anywhere from 15 to 150 family members crammed into the host's house at any given moment. Grandmas, Uncles, Cousins, friends of cousins, neighbors, friends of the neighbors, drifters, and even Californians. Hell, it got so crammed in this year, we were sweating and had to turn on the fans. Vader, as well as the rest of his family in it's entirety, all speak very, very loudly when together. Just get Vader on the phone with his mom or brother and he can be heard throughout our whole house. Friends of A & D are always like, "Why does your dad talk so loud on the phone?" Believe me, it's not cause he's on the phone that he's talking so loud, it's his family, they wouldn't know who it was if he wasn't shouting apparently. So, we've got a good 50 or 100 people in the house, all of them shouting, which makes others have to shout even louder to be heard and then someone happens past the stereo and notices that the lovely Christmas music is totally drowned out by all the shouting so it gets turned up super loud and the shouting is then literally at the highest level. People are cupping their hands around their mouths and yelling. I look around, stunned that no one thinks this is completely insane. Now, people are actually cupping their hands around other people's ears and shouting into the ears of their conversational partner. Shouting in ears.....like we're at a concert, or a monster truck rally. Eventually someone comes over to get the punch and turns the music down, probably because the vibrations of it were causing the punch to spill out of the bowl. It takes a couple of minutes for everyone to adjust, but the screaming into the ears does come to an end. It was a very nice dinner, sadly I had to scoot out of there around 8:00, somehow I had come down with a migraine....
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