And that's a(n un)wrap
Dec. 25th, 2003 03:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
robotech_masterWell, Christmas presents have been unwrapped and, in some cases, played with. There were plenty of toys and books for the 2- and 1-year-old nieces, and various things given or received by the rest of the family. My received gifts included a "gator" universal socket wrench, a knife sharpener, a Cuisinart-brand ice cream maker, a vacuum cleaner, the DVD of Mobile Suit Gundam: Char's Counterattack (from right out of left field), and the CD of The Beatles Let it Be...Naked. Oddly enough, only one of those things (the Beatles CD) came off my Amazon wish list. So I ended up getting a lot of stuff I didn't ask for, and almost nothing that I specifically wanted. Not that I'm complaining; the vacuum cleaner will be exceedingly useful to me, and the rest of the stuff will be at least somewhat useful. It just would have been nice to have received more of the stuff from that list. Oh well...maybe for my birthday in March.
After the gift-opening, we were joined by my parents' Confederate friend John for Christmas dinner: turkey and all the fixings. It was a delicious dinner, marred only by the fact that my Mom only realized after it was all over that she'd forgotten to serve the yams. (Not quite as bad as the time she made tuna noodle casserole without the tuna...and nobody noticed until after supper...though.)
After that, I lounged on my bed and reread McCaffrey & Lackey's The Ship Who Searched for a while, whilst under the influence of turkey coma. At the moment, other family members are still in varying states of tryptophan-induced doze (or trying to be quiet for them) and John seems to have vanished somewhere along the way. I suppose I'll be heading back up to my apartment somewhere between now and the evening...just have to see what everyone else's plans are.
After the gift-opening, we were joined by my parents' Confederate friend John for Christmas dinner: turkey and all the fixings. It was a delicious dinner, marred only by the fact that my Mom only realized after it was all over that she'd forgotten to serve the yams. (Not quite as bad as the time she made tuna noodle casserole without the tuna...and nobody noticed until after supper...though.)
After that, I lounged on my bed and reread McCaffrey & Lackey's The Ship Who Searched for a while, whilst under the influence of turkey coma. At the moment, other family members are still in varying states of tryptophan-induced doze (or trying to be quiet for them) and John seems to have vanished somewhere along the way. I suppose I'll be heading back up to my apartment somewhere between now and the evening...just have to see what everyone else's plans are.