Jolly Gay Christmas

Well, Christmas morning went very well. We watched my nieces open an abundance of gifts (that they don't need) and the bf loved his jogging pants and sweater I got him. And i was surprised with a bottle of Chanel cologne that he got me. My sister got me a gift certificate for American Eagle, it's too bad no one told her that no one shops there anymore... but I do love the boxer briefs they sell there cuz they show off the package very well.

Christmas diner at the grand-parents went even better! I hadn't seen so much of the family in a long while because I was away last Christmas. So it was very nice to see them all, and after introducing them all to the bf, instead of them all ignoring him (like i thought they would) they payed more attention to him than me! Which is hard because i dyed my hair platinum blond a couple days ago haha.

But anyway, like i had explained before, my family is a francophone culture that came from France 400+ years ago, so everyone had questions for the bf about how life and holidays happened over there.

I actually recall (within all the wine and beer) when my sister asked the bf if he wanted some dessert, and he went to the kitchen and I could see him there with my family, it actually made me teary eyed. I don't know if it was the wine... but just seeing someone I love interact with my family on a day as important as Christmas, it was really something else.

Oh and everyone loved the Foie Gras that he brought from France. If you don't know what it is, it's force-fed duck liver made into a paste that you spread on bread, costs a fortune.. sounds awful but it's a delicacy and it tastes amazing. I figured when a stranger comes around and brings duck liver for people to try, everyone was going to think he was weird, but they all loved it :)

Oh and on Christmas eve, when dad returned home from my aunt's, drunk as hell, he offered the bf a cigar, so we all went in the garage (to hide from mom) and smoked cigs and cigars haha. It was something i'd never thought i'd be able to see, my dad and the bf smoking cigars. (well he called them cigars... they were actually strawberry flavored cigarettes)

This was def one of the best Christmas I've ever had.
Hope everyone else had a wonderful Christmas too.

So far so good!

So the bf is outside for a cigarette (he's french, it's normal). So I have time for a short blog (because he sucks on that cig like it's something else) ;)

We went to the grand-parent's last night for a short visit, and the bf and them hit it off I think! Grand-pere just kept asking the bf "all they drink is wine over there eh??". But it was interesting to hear about how he had spent time there and in Amsterdam in the 2nd world war. Little does he know we're going there for spring break to get ridiculously drunk and high, while he saw war and hurt. Cruel world.

Southern, sorry to hear about your laptop, hope it made a full recovery.

And it's really exciting to see I have more readers and followers!!

Oh the bf wants to go fishing with my dad... should i be worried about this? lol

So this is Christmas..

Well, I never realized I would never have the time to post as much as I wanted now that the bf is here. He brought me chocolates and some foie gras (which is like mushed up duck liver) but it's SOOO good. And there's something he has in a bag here, but instead of hiding it, he just leaves it in my room and then tells me I can't look in it... little fucker.

The rents are driving up tomorrow morning to pick us up, then a 3.5 hour long drive back to my home town.. well, I call it home town because that's what is usually referred to when people talk about where they're from. But I was actually born and raised in a little village. The bf and I have a hard time finding stuff to do in the city, not sure how we're going to manage back in my village haha.

I'm planning on just getting drunk off wine the whole time we're there, at least the time will pass and the sex on an air mattress will be interesting.

Oh and I got my plane ticket for France for spring break just a couple hours ago!!! WOOO

The bf keeps telling that I'm too stressed out about christmas, and that the holidays in France are spent relaxing and being happy. He has obviously never seen a north american christmas... I think I get it from my mom though. She's always stressed out, and most christmas's she just ends up crying for one reason or another.

Oh and this whole time, I thought the bf was nervous about going to my grand-parent's place and meeting the whole family. But he's actually really excited and says it's going to be an experience. Then I find out he's more worried about actually waking up with my family christmas morning and opening presents... I thought it would be the other way around...

I'll try to sneak in time to put up more posts.. thankfully he takes long showers ..

Oh and he tried fingering me the other night.. we were both surprised at the response my body had lol. I find it too painful for a dick to be in there.. but his finger was just fine. We might've discovered something here. lol

He's almost here!!!

dI am getting so excited, it's becoming bothersome. I have nothing to do to occupy my mind till the bf arrives tomorrow night. And I can only jerk off so many times a day too. Thank god one of the room mates has an xbox. I know I still have to shower tomorrow and shave and do some serious man-scaping. Like it's kinda scary down there. I had no reason to groom till he got back lol. Don't juge me.

A lot of people in the city are gone or are leaving soon to their homes for Christmas. I also having a really hard time figuring out what to get the BF for x-mas. It was also his birthday last month, so I kinda have to make up for that too. I can't get him clothes because he's too picky. And then there are certain things I can't get him because he wouldn't be able to take back on the plane. I already have a little booklet of blowjob vouchers lol. I'm sure he'll like that. I remember him mentioning how bad he wanted maple syrup for Christmas haha. Weirdo. So i have blow job vouchers and maple syrup... this sounds messy.

But if anyone has any ideas for a foolproof gifts, that would be nice. Oh and remember, I'm a broke student, So not too drastic.

Uh oh...

I'm bringing my foreign boyfriend to my grand-parent's on Christmas day...

Should I just hire the camera crew now and send the tape in to ABC?

maybe Fail Blog?...

My parents have met the bf, and my grand-mother knows I like the boys, and I think most of the family does. But my grand-father doesn't, an 83 year old man, can't hear a word you're saying, and just makes things more awkward than a bat in the cave. But really though, I'm scared. My family's culture is like a sub-culture of the French. The french settled in my province in 1604 and 400 years later, families like mine across the world is what's left from that culture. So we got our dialect in french, and then we have the dialect from France which is my boyfriend. They're both french, yet a french man cannot understand what I'm saying when I'm talking to my parents in french haha. So you can only imagine how hard this is gonna be on the poor bf.

I can't skip on christmas this year. I was away last year and mom would kill me if I wasn't home for it.



I'm also looking at this as a pivotal point in our relationship, bringing him home for holidays, it's like a rite of passage or something lol.

I'll keep the development of this posted.

(felt necessary to put the french piece Clement Chabernaud as a pic)

Can we just talk about this for a second?

I've never seen anything more adorable in my life. This is something that just hits the heart. I've never wanted more to trade in my dog for this dog, and maybe something for Luke Worrall. Just sayin'.
(little bit of humor)

Je m'en fous.

Ok, picture trance needs to stop now. G'night.

One of those nights.

Last night was another one of those nights, where I watched the crew get drunk at the house with the help of beer pong and flip cup and whatever belligerent games they were playing. I myself was not drinking, I don't like to drink, I just don't feel right when I'm doing it. So instead, I get high and in turn, I am entertained by all my drunk friends.

Later in the night, is when everyone ventures out into the cold and goes to the bar that most people can vote on (which usually takes all night). But I stay at home with my high self and wait for them to get back. I'm like the worried mom, worrying about her kids, and staying up to make sure they're back before their curfew. But actually I don't get worried at all, I'm high and alone, so I either clean, play x-box, or jerk an unhealthy amount of times.

Without fail, the roommates and who ever was left clung to them at the end of the night, find their ways back to the house, and we all have a mini after party because by this time, I've been awoken again, or I was still awake rubbing one out. Then we're up till 7 am making fries and rolling joints.
But that's usually how my weekends go around here. I'm a spectator of the going out process, but I do not partake in the actual event. I don't mind it.


What do you guys do on the weekends?

I feel like if I go out, I'm reminded of the times when I used to go out A LOT. The times when I was single, and half the reason I'd go out was to look at guys and possibly hook up. So this "man on the prowl" attitude just finds it's way back into my head when I go out these days. I don't actually hook up, I love my bf, but that's the reason why I don't like going out, it's the fact that everyone's drunk, pretending to be someone else, just to get some pussy or cock. It's a hostile environment for someone like me, who doesn't know how to go out and have a good time cuz i'm too busy checking out the jock's ass at one of the 50 pubs we have in the city.

Thankfully the bf likes to go out when he visits, and I have a good time with him. I like having to speak for him because he thinks his english is bad (which it isn't).



P.S.
Southern I am so sorry to hear about your work being lost like that. I can't imagine what that felt like. I hope you find the time and that wanting to draw again. I have a feeling you're really good at it. Keep them in a safer place next time though :P.

And Mikey! To have my inspiration comment on my blog AND follow me too, just made my week. I had not gotten any views or comments until you and Southern, you both just gave me hope to keep doin' it. Thanks man. Oh and i'm jealous you saw that invictus movie. I personally find rugby players to be some of the hottest men on earth. I'd say hockey is second, You just don't see all that muscle and dirt flying when there's pads and helmets in the way you know? lol. I know the locker room makes up for it, same for any sport lol. I hooked up with the captain of a rugby team at one of the unis here in the city, love the sport ever since lol.

Should I add pics to my posts?

Wake and Bake? I think So!