04:40: christmas lunch didn't go as smoothly as we had hoped. my poor niece had been throwing up since 7am. she couldn't keep anything down and continued to throw up in the restaurant and back at home. apparently, both she and her nanny got some sort of stomach flu. i wanted to stay home and keep her company, but i was needed elsewhere.
after lunch with my family, i was called to rescue christmas at bitter little girls's house. she was upset over whiny little girl and her hated cousin, and she refused to leave her room to join the party. her mom pleaded with me to come over and talk her out of her mood.
oy. drama, drama, drama. in these past few weeks, everything we couldn't say in actuality we watched being verbalized at the starting over house right before josie packed up and left. bitter little girl would be rain, i would be amy, and whiny little girl would be josie. it's no wonder bitter just snapped.
armed with my irresistible cat, fitz, i made my way to their house. it took about an hour before i could convince her to stop making the rest of the house feel guilty for wanting to have a good christmas while she was miserable. i also convinvced her, for our friend's sake, to come to our friend's birthday dinner on the 28th. i think fitz's puss in boots eyes did the trick. i just hope the dinner goes well.
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