Things I Will Miss By Not Going Home to Long Island For The Holidays
- Drinking at least 6 cups of Dunkin Donuts coffee a day
- The one day of the year we can sit on my grandmother’s couch (she leaves the plastic on but it’s still cool)
- Hearing my wisdom of my parent’s (i.e.- “It’s only a lie if they find out you’re lying”)
- Counting the number of times Mom refers to me by my brother’s name
- The holiday debate about what stores are open on Christmas:
“Hey what’s open today?”
- “Nothing but 7-11, it’s Christmas.”
“The bagel place is open, right?”
- “No, closed”
“But…”
-”Closed”
(Later that day)
“Is the liquor store open today”
- “No, it’s Christmas”
“What are we supposed to do then?”
- “The bars will open at 6″
“That’s like an hour from now”
- “Almost two hours.”
“I hate Christmas!”
- Catching the train to Manhattan
- Driving past every house we ever lived and had to move out of under suspicious circumstances
