A Christmas tradition for about the last 8 or 10 years, Stacey and I spend Xmas Eve at my ex-wife's. I know, sounds pretty... Californian, and I guess it is. I would imagine it is as Californian as me laying naked on some pillows as an elderly Reichian therapist pounds on my chest telling me to scream "YES!" as she screams "NO!". I say both are Californian, and I have experienced both, but I enjoy Xmas Eve with Stacey and my ex-wife much more than being naked with a therapist.
Gil
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upon reading the title, i starting humming "my wife and my dead wife".
Exactly the song I had in mind!
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