Tuesday, December 26, 2006
After all that trepidation, it was a remarkably pleasant and peaceful Christmas. Having gone to bed at 5 AM, I skipped church at 10 AM, so I actually got over six hours of sleep instead of four. I ran one quick errand and dropped off Eva's gift, and then it was time for Christmas, officially. The gifts weren't extravagant, but we matched each other in the number of them, and they were all neat stuff and/or useful.
Dinner was a turkey prepacked in a cooking bag, with rutabagas and yams and potatoes and Stove Top. The turkey didn't brown evenly, but it tasted good. Other than that, we watched some Doctor Who-related video together. Then I popped in Mr. Magoo's Christmas Carol. I love that thing, and I'm not the only one. As I was delivering Eva's calendar, I heard on Talk of the Nation that many listeners were listing Magoo as their favorite Scrooge! After John noticed the presence of the distinctive voice of Paul Frees (who played Fezziwig and other characters), I ended up spending the rest of the night fussing with the related articles on Wikipedia.
And to all a good night!
Your Monday Photo Shoot: Take a picture of a present you've received during the holidays. Should be pretty easy, right?
I actually went to bed before I remembered that this is Monday, and that there is therefore a Monday Photo Shoot. I never, ever miss those things, so here I am. Fortunately, the assignment is simple, and just what I hoped it would be.
In keeping with an unfortunate but practical trend (one which I follow far too often myself), I received at least five gift cards this Christmas. Two of the ones you don't see here were illustrated with scenes from A Christmas Story. Cool! The biggest present along these lines was a check from my dad, for which I am genuinely grateful. I'm grateful for all this stuff.
Oh, and I got a wallet, one that's less colorful but looks to be much more practical than my worn out paisley one.
The largest gift from a physical standpoint is this zip-up bathrobe. I wanted one rather badly, and John obliged with this pink wonder that I like a lot. It fits, it's soft and warm, and the color gives it a strong resemblance to the "pink nightmare" bunny pajamas Ralphie's aunt gave him in A Christmas Story. I count that as a plus. I wore this all day and night, and consequently got several spots on it, which is unfortunately typical of me.
And now I'm going back to bed. Good night!