Holiday Dinner

Holiday Dinner


"Okay, kids, gather 'round.  Tommy, turn off the TV, please."

"What's up, Dad?"

"Okay - I just got off the phone with Uncle Ed and Aunt Lou, and told them we'd definitely be there for dinner on Christmas Eve."

"Aww, Dad!  Do we have to go there?  We always go over there, and you know Aunt Lou - with her, it's always Dinner: Impossible, especially that mincemeat pie."

"That's not a nice thing to say about your aunt's pie, Eddie; it's her own special recipe and she works very hard on it.  And we haven't been over to their place in two years.  It's our turn - I mean, we're going."

"Well, I bet it's harder for us to eat, than it is for her to fix."

"Enough about the pie - we're going, and we're all going to eat some pie.  Some good news, though.  Aunt Mary's boys, Drake & Josh, will be there."

"Great!  Someone our age to play with!"

"That's right, Jeff.  Oh, yeah - Elaine, sweetie?  Guess who else is coming?"

"Who, Daddy?!"

"Your Uncle Bob!"

"Uncle Bob!  Will he do his magic tricks again?"

"I'm sure he will, sweetie.  Okay, that's it.  Dinner's almost ready, so go get washed up."

"So, Bob's coming.  Hmmm..."

"What About Bob, Laura?"

"Which one of his Girlfriends is he bringing this time, Stan?"

"Uhh, Cindy, I think."

"Cindy?!  She was a stripper at Phil's Bachelor Party, for Pete's sake!  She's Got the Look of someone no longer Flirting With Forty, but trying to look thirty, and I don't like her."

"She's Bob's problem, Laura, not ours.  Just stay away from her and there's a chance we'll all survive dinner in one piece."

"Yes, Dear, there's always a chance, but..."


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