HITCHLESS CHRISTMAS EVE

I told you that, I'd be back today to tell you about Christmas Eve. Although, I guess that I better back up, and set the scene first. It all started last July. It was the day after my parents 50th Wedding Anniversary party to be exact. All of my parents friends and family were in attendence. People like, my parent's friends, their grown children and spouses, and their kids. Kind of confusing, but you get the jist, right? I don't plan on putting names to faces in this situation. However, one my Mom's best friends has two grown daughters. Both of which are happen to be married as well. Married in an understatement. One is on marriage number four, the other on marriage number three. I'm not knocking them, I myself am on marriage number two.

Anyway, one of them just recently got married in the last year, after a long courtship/live-in situation. Her new husband, is by all means nothing to look at. Although, beggers can't be choosers, that's her preference. I'm just saying that, well... he's gross. Let me clarify, he's ugly. Not at all anyone that I'd ever be interested in. I've had beer goggles before but... I don't think that there is enough alcohol, in any one bar to make me think that he's attractive. If I found myself with him, I'd kick my own ass. My husband is exactly my type. A High School friend put it this way, "he's pretty." Meaning, he's what I always pictured you being with. So I'm shallow, get over with it. But I digress.

I had seen her new husband on one other occasion, earlier this year at a Mother's day Bar-B-Que at my parents house. I was interested to see who she had picked out this time, but that is all. Remember, I knew both husbands number two and three. It has been a 21 year friendship. I had heard prior that, he was nothing at all to look at, but nice. Well, good for her... I guess? Yep, they were all right, nas...TY. But what do I...