My first Christmas

Happy Holidays, y'all. Man it was a good one. A whole week of eating, playing with Bee's mom's dog, Trinity, and roaming around 2.5 acres of snow and forest.

Good times.

Lessee, what happened.... Well, Bee bought her mom an iPod, so she spent hours blasting Eminem at full volume and bobbing her head while she danced in the living room.

Bee bought her dad a stainless steel grill, which he loved. Although he had had a lot of eggnog, so I think he was too tipsy to show his true appreciation. He did three "oh, wows!" and then pass out.

Bee didn't do too bad herself, walking away with new bathroom products, a sweater and some baubles.

Today, Bee and I returned to the craziness. Unfortunately, Aye was the first person who greeted us. She is vacating the apartment a month early after a loud bust-up with the neighbors that left her two shakes away from a restraining order against her ignorant ass. Aye threw a loud holiday party just three days before Bee and I took off for Michigan and disrupted the neighbors. Aye responded by threatening the guys life upstairs, bounding up the stairs yelling "I'LL KICK YOUR FUCKING ASS, YOU ASS HOLE!!" and had to be restrained by Bee and her ex-boyfriend.

All this because the guy asked her to turn the music down so his wife and 6-day old baby could sleep.

So now, Aye's basically evicted. Yeah.

Moving on, Bee is gearing up to return to work tomorrow, so to avoid the stress inflicted on her by Aye, she sucked down a glass of two-week-old red wine to take the edge off.

Cee is off with her Spanish Boyfriend. After she spent half the day munching croissants while reciting poetry in bed, they decided to leave the bedroom and walk the slick, sleet soaked streets of Manhattan.

We haven't seen them since.

Lastly, Dee, who has been Aye's rock-hard comrade in the fight to rid Aye of the apartment, is downstairs unpacking from her trip to Connecticut. She's expecting London Fling to return in another two weeks. Lovely.