I haven't had a job, so I couldn't really afford to go and buy many gifts for the
kids and though I don't want them to be greedy, I don't want them to go without. I
needn't have worried because everyone else came through for me.
Two days before Christmas I went out caroling with Brewski's coworkers,
it was fun, I haven't gone before. I hope to go again next year. The kids didn't
come, it was a bit cold and they wanted to play games at home with Marmar.
She was up visiting and we had been baking all day to that point, they were
supposed to come caroling with us but then opted out. No one seems to
remember carols anymore, they were reading from a paper and people still
couldn't recall them. We were walking around a old folks retirement trailer
park and I don't know who picked these songs but we ended up singing
Grandma Got Ran Over By A Reindeer. I'm not sure how anyone would think
that appropriate.
On Christmas Eve we go to my grandmother's house and have dinner and open presents. We don't usually show up till sometime in the early afternoon so I called The Mezikin before and asked if he wanted to meet up. I was a hour late to Bell Square but we still had a lovely time. He bought the kids a new shirt and sweater for Christmas, my kids have some weird things they are terribly fond of and for some reason shirts and sweaters are one of those things. After we met up he took the kids and I to McDonald's for lunch, though he didn't have to, and gave me my present. Forty dollars was an unexpected blessing, I seriously have no money and I was almost out of gas, he filled my tank and it was more then I could do not to cry at how pathetic that feels and yet how happy I was to know I could fill it in the first place. We stayed till almost 2:40 and then we made our way to my grandmothers. She had made some gingerbread houses for the kids to decorate, we spent a good 40 minutes with my cousins playing around with gingerbread houses. When we were finished Bubbaloo asked "can we eat our houses?" to which I answered "No you can't because they are supposed to be for decoration." Bubbaloo looked very sad and said "But I've never eaten a house before." I would hope not, ruin his dinner and all. Anyways, so we finished and ate and opened presents. Since I've had kids I rarely get presents myself, usually just the kids get them or we get a family present, which I am okay with but this time I got one from my grandmother, two fruit spoons. They are spoons with little teeth at the top to help cut in, I have wanted one for awhile to help with many baking and cooking moments.
I remember, as a kid, always waking up early on Christmas morning and having to wait till everyone got up before I got to unwrap anything, and that tradition has now been passed down to the kids. I was prepping some stuff for Christmas dinner so I was up a bit late. I woke at around 10 or so, about two hours after they did but what really ate at them was waiting for Brewski to wake, he didn't till almost 12 and we don't open gifts unless everyone is awake, that's the rule. We finally got all situated, meaning we got the web cam and skype up and running and had CSI, The British Twins and the rest of The English Family on board to watch the kids open their present. They got the kids Despicable Me, which Baby Grr and Bubbaloo have been wanting for awhile so the two of them began jumping around and squealing, which of course started a chorus of laughter. When it came time for me to open my gift I was adamant that I wasn't going to squeal, I did anyways, I couldn't help it, I was floored. They got me a Kinect. I hooked it up and we played, dealing with the menu makes me feel very Sci-Fi-ish, waving my hands in front of myself, calling out commands. It's pretty nifty. I never thought I would have one anytime soon, I thought I was going to get a rolling pin. I could have cried but I was too overjoyed to feel the sentimentality of it all. Heh. After playing with it for a bit I then went on to making dinner. Which turned out well and has made lots of yummy left overs.
Brewski and I then spent the night watching ridiculously stupid movies and making terribly mean commentaries on them. We started with Zombies of Mass Destruction, our cousins husband had said the night before that he was an extra in it and we tried to find him. I think we did but he got like a 5 second moment, not really worth watching the whole horrible movie for, it was comedic even though it wasn't trying to be and there was a ton of not so subtle political commentary in it. (Warning there is lots of violence and fake blood splatter)
We then went onto a movie called Timer, it's about the world as it is now except that there is an invention that has been created that counts down to when you will meet your soul mate. The girl in the movie is obsessed with this thing, every dating experience she does is based around it, its supposed to be a comedy, it was more a dramedy and the premise looked good but the payout was rather lacking. The moral being "Can't fight fate."
We were then going to watch Stone of Destiny but it was far too slow going and we turned it off.
Brewski then opted to watch Hot Chick, which is pretty much a style of comedy I can't even be bothered with so I spent the time talking with The Dutchman, his voice far outweighs a shitty comedy. Smooth and sexy and full of accentness.
I then went to bed. I had thought this Christmas would be so much less, the first one since SES and I split, spent a bit on the lonely and depressing side but surprisingly, even though I missed the Christmases we used to have, I really enjoyed this one. It caught me off guard and I'm happy it did. Though late since this has taken me forever to write out, Merry/Happy Christmas. I hope yours was as fun and uplifting as mine.
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