Christmas at Chez Alfredo, pt 2
Dec. 25th, 2003 08:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kjpepperHoo boy. I. am. Tired.
Folks are still crazy, but they didn't drive me crazy which is good. If it weren't for the pervasive sense of ick following me around here I would have enjoyed myself immensely. I dunno. I kinda feel like a goldfish in a bowl that everyone looks at and is amused by, but no one really relates to. Meh.
Other than that, I had a good time. No drama. No craziness. Nothing except the usual family bits really.
Called up the stranded boys and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
beatgoddess today to spread around the Christmas cheer a little, so birkwelch, harinezumi, and timarok all got called. :D Yay.
Christmas traditions in my family include a ridiculously massive dinner on the good china and silver, and this was no exception. Except the family's outgrown our dining room table, so we've got a pretty well established kiddie table to which I voluntarily exile myself to every family event, as I have much more fun with the kids than I do with the grown ups, plus it helps in that whole avoiding Penuche thing. The adults all stuff themselves then talk politics and the uppity Negro experience (no joke, they do this Every Year. Down to the same jokes and everything.) Although usually we do presents before dinner, for some reason we had dinner first, and the kids and I were bored out of our skulls because we wanted to rip into some wrapping paper and everyone else was digesting and yakking. So Alejandra, Spring and Dakota took up the chant in the living room finally, yelling "Presents! Presents! Presents!" which would quickly have gotten annoying if Spring hadn't come up with a stroke of brilliance. She leapt to her feet, started shaking her fist around and began demonstrating. I'm not kidding. There is something wicked hilarious about a bunch of kids barricading the gift filled living room and angrily yelling "NO PRESENTS, NO PEACE!"
And it got the adults out the dining room in a hurry. Luckily everyone else found this just as funny as I did.
Sometimes I really love these kids.
So the sum total of my Christmas take went thusly:
Guess I'll be taking that collection for the debt reduction then. Or the Germany trip..., though signs point to not needing that quite so soon either. :)
I'd write more, but Roy Jr. is hovering over my shoulder because he wants to play NBA Live, plus I've been drafted to help with the dishes.
I'm having a good Christmas. I just miss some folks. :)
Folks are still crazy, but they didn't drive me crazy which is good. If it weren't for the pervasive sense of ick following me around here I would have enjoyed myself immensely. I dunno. I kinda feel like a goldfish in a bowl that everyone looks at and is amused by, but no one really relates to. Meh.
Other than that, I had a good time. No drama. No craziness. Nothing except the usual family bits really.
Called up the stranded boys and
beatgoddess today to spread around the Christmas cheer a little, so birkwelch, harinezumi, and timarok all got called. :D Yay.Christmas traditions in my family include a ridiculously massive dinner on the good china and silver, and this was no exception. Except the family's outgrown our dining room table, so we've got a pretty well established kiddie table to which I voluntarily exile myself to every family event, as I have much more fun with the kids than I do with the grown ups, plus it helps in that whole avoiding Penuche thing. The adults all stuff themselves then talk politics and the uppity Negro experience (no joke, they do this Every Year. Down to the same jokes and everything.) Although usually we do presents before dinner, for some reason we had dinner first, and the kids and I were bored out of our skulls because we wanted to rip into some wrapping paper and everyone else was digesting and yakking. So Alejandra, Spring and Dakota took up the chant in the living room finally, yelling "Presents! Presents! Presents!" which would quickly have gotten annoying if Spring hadn't come up with a stroke of brilliance. She leapt to her feet, started shaking her fist around and began demonstrating. I'm not kidding. There is something wicked hilarious about a bunch of kids barricading the gift filled living room and angrily yelling "NO PRESENTS, NO PEACE!"
And it got the adults out the dining room in a hurry. Luckily everyone else found this just as funny as I did.
Sometimes I really love these kids.
So the sum total of my Christmas take went thusly:
- A gorgeous velvet lined carved box from Amastan
- A Louis Vuitton hat and scarf set (Dad just doesn't give up... *sigh*) and a pair of really fun leather mittens
- Those cute club boots I was drooling all over last month
- A Lane Bryant gift certificate (hello sexy pants...)
- A digital camera (not quite as good as I was hoping megapixelwise, but still wrapping circles around the one we currently have)
- a not as yet extant rather loaded Dell laptop that's not getting here until the 30th. *foam at the mouth* *drool*
Guess I'll be taking that collection for the debt reduction then. Or the Germany trip..., though signs point to not needing that quite so soon either. :)
I'd write more, but Roy Jr. is hovering over my shoulder because he wants to play NBA Live, plus I've been drafted to help with the dishes.
I'm having a good Christmas. I just miss some folks. :)
