Saturday, 25 December 2004
christmas ups and downs
We had a lovely time last night at Weez’s house—watching the Grinch, eating lots of Weez’s wonderful food, admiring her brother’s dreads (I tried to get him to do Lane’s hair like that, but Lane wasn’t going for it), and telling raunchy jokes in an attempt to get Katie to give out one of her trademark screeches.
When we got home the kids crashed, and Gerald and I wrapped the gifts—we got Lane an M-Audio Keystation 49/e keyboard so that he can make full use of GarageBand…he seems pretty pleased with it. For Alex, we got a Donkey Konga game, complete with extra bongos so that we could play with him.
Before we crashed, we also set up a model train to run around the tree. We’ve had the train for nearly ten years, but the kids weren’t really old enough to appreciate it before. This year we decided it would be just right as an addition to the christmas mood, so we set it up (not an easy task) and got it running before going to be around midnight.
Now, I know I’m not the only parent who was awakened at 5am this morning. But I’m probably one of the few who was awakened by a child saying “Mommmmmmmmm….I just threw up!” <sigh> Poor Alex. Not his best Christmas morning, that’s for sure. Only now, six hours later, is he keeping food down and showing some signs of interest in his presents.
Gerald got me two presents—the first one was in an Airport Express box, so I got really excited—but inside it turned out to be a “tan ‘til Easter” package at a local tanning salon (an attempt to get me to go to the gym more often by making me feel less like a bleached and beached whale…). “Do you know how hard it is to find an empty Airport Express box?” he asked. Then I opened my second present, which was wrapped in a box from a local store. Inside was the actual Airport Express—yay! I’ve been wishing for one since they came out. We’ve already got it set up in the family room, connected to the Bose CD player. Now I can sit on the couch in front of the fireplace, and stream any of my music to the Bose. And we can move the family inkjet printer down there, too, since it can be connected directly to the AirportExpress rather than a computer. Nice.
(What did I get him, you ask? Well, I foolishly bought into the “let’s not get each other Christmas gifts this year” ruse. Again. Will have to come up with some way to express my appreciation…)
