The “How Things Went” Portion of this Evening… Er, Early, Early Morning
WARNING: This is gonna be one long read!
Please understand, I am not naturally a “people person.” Gatherings of any size have always caused me anxiety, and when we first began trying for a baby back in 2010, I pretty much abandoned alcohol – my social lubrication, so to speak. After that, quietly stepping out to enjoy a ciggy and a chaos-free moment became that much more important…
Luckily, upon arriving Saturday around ten, I was already feeling rather zen, all things considered. Entirely due to the de-stressing this forum was able to provide earlier that morning! Thank you all so very, very much for that!!!
A little over an hour into the things, I noticed that my father-in-law had slipped in through the side gate. So I grabbed my husband and my toddler to join him in the backyard. He was hanging around outside because, though he has struggled long and hard since before the holidays to quit smoking himself, he has recently taken up these funky smelling mini-cigar things, and my sister-in-law has since directed more than one scathing comment his direction.
I love my father-in-law to death. He and I are so very much alike personality-wise, and it made me so sad – but at the same time so incredibly proud – when he decided to kick his own lifelong habit. Sad, because he was only doing it in order to see his grandkids more often, having been informed that his smoking was the reason they were never brought around. (Not my two, mind you. The other set of grandkids.) Proud, because he had been smoking for well over forty-five years.
Yeah, he fits into my husband’s family just about as well as I do.
Anyways… Greetings and hugs, husband and kiddo run off to play on the swing set, and I start happily vaping away. My father-in-law expresses interest and surprise, congratulates me on finding “my happy alternative,” as I like to call it, and within minutes several other people have wandered out to join us.
Let the games begin… And may the odds be ever in your favor.
WARNING: This is gonna be one long read!
Please understand, I am not naturally a “people person.” Gatherings of any size have always caused me anxiety, and when we first began trying for a baby back in 2010, I pretty much abandoned alcohol – my social lubrication, so to speak. After that, quietly stepping out to enjoy a ciggy and a chaos-free moment became that much more important…
Luckily, upon arriving Saturday around ten, I was already feeling rather zen, all things considered. Entirely due to the de-stressing this forum was able to provide earlier that morning! Thank you all so very, very much for that!!!
A little over an hour into the things, I noticed that my father-in-law had slipped in through the side gate. So I grabbed my husband and my toddler to join him in the backyard. He was hanging around outside because, though he has struggled long and hard since before the holidays to quit smoking himself, he has recently taken up these funky smelling mini-cigar things, and my sister-in-law has since directed more than one scathing comment his direction.
I love my father-in-law to death. He and I are so very much alike personality-wise, and it made me so sad – but at the same time so incredibly proud – when he decided to kick his own lifelong habit. Sad, because he was only doing it in order to see his grandkids more often, having been informed that his smoking was the reason they were never brought around. (Not my two, mind you. The other set of grandkids.) Proud, because he had been smoking for well over forty-five years.
Yeah, he fits into my husband’s family just about as well as I do.
Anyways… Greetings and hugs, husband and kiddo run off to play on the swing set, and I start happily vaping away. My father-in-law expresses interest and surprise, congratulates me on finding “my happy alternative,” as I like to call it, and within minutes several other people have wandered out to join us.
Let the games begin… And may the odds be ever in your favor.
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