Yesterday we went to Gilmer Wal*Mart – a joy at any time of the year – and picked up some gifts for the boys, along with a picture that Chris wanted to get printed for his mother (we have the same one hanging in our house). He also found a couple of other tooly things for his father. Oh, we also went to this hardware store where we bought a “two-bit” axe for his father (it was on his wishlist). Fun place.
Last night we watched Family Vacation (the Chevy Chase version), then Catch Me if You Can, and then – ugh – A Christmas Story (“You’ll shoot your eye out kid!”). After that I had to go to bed.
After the boys woke up (the second time) I knew it was time to get up and start the morning. Bosley and Colby were so excited. It was like they knew it was Christmas morning and they needed to get to their toys under the tree (well they weren’t under the tree, but we did have stockings for them both).
Chris’s family gives out the presents from under the tree and then it’s a flurry of paper and ribbons as we dive into our gifts. I must have been a good boy this year (in fact, I think I was extremely good). I got myself a Quesadilla Maker & Halo 2 (thanks Aurelia and Ron), which I found out could have been just one of three copies (it seems my addiction to this game is widely known), a Josh Groban CD (Closer, thanks Jake) and one of my wishlist movies, Longtime Companion (thanks Chris). Actually Chris also got me a Steve Walker print, Key West Connections, which I absolutely love — it reminds me of meeting him for the first time, even though that took place in New Orleans (NoLa is the other place I love, besides Key West). I also got a new Palm (which is still travelling to me through FedEx), but Chris printed out the product sheet and wrapped that – it was really sweet.
After a sluggish beginning to the day, Chris finally ventured out to the stores so I could get some gift wrapping done. It seems everytime I wanted to do some, he was there. I know that “all will be known” on Christmas morning, but I like to have at least some resemblance of suprise when he tears open the gift wrap. After I got that done (record wrapping time), I drove over to the stores to get some last minute things (like doggie treats, etc) for our trip to the country.
We both got home and started to get the car ready for the journey. The boyz were excited, as they usually are, especially as Chris was egging them on with “do you want to go see grandma?” or “let’s go see uncle Jake.”
As we were getting ready, my mother called, so I chatter with her for about 20 minutes or so. She was concerned that we might miss each other given our travels (and hers). This will be the first holiday season when my mother doesn’t have anyone but my sister around, as my younger brother moved to Queensland earlier in the week to join my eldest brother (we don’t talk about son number 2). It seems she has the whole week of the holidays planned, and when I was chatting she mentioned that as much as she loves the kids (referring to the grandchildren), she was looking forward to not running all over the place on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day to make sure she gets to see them. It’s an odd thing with my family, my mother travels to see them, not the other way around – which always peeved me off. She was always catching trains, trams or buses to get around, where my brothers had cars and child seats. Anyway, I’m hoping that she enjoys her time with her sisters and brothers over the break. I”m going to try and call her “somewhere” on Christmas Day, but we’ll see how that pans out.
Finally, we got the car moving toward Gilmer around 5:15 PM. We stopped for coffee along the way, and experienced the longest wait for Starbucks I’ve ever had. It seems that everyone else had the same idea as us, just at the same time.
The pooches were very excited (as they normally were) when they got to the grandparents, and instantly started to mark their territory. It was 22F (-6C) when we arrived, and was meant to get down to 14F in Dallas (not sure if it got that low here). It was pleasant, as the fire was roaring and the house was toasty. Jason – Chris’s brother – has decided he can’t make it for Christmas due to his car being rear-ended prior to leaving. Chris thinks it’s a muse to just get out from coming, as he works for a body shop, and has previous experience in the insurance game – so getting a hire car would be no problem. His parents are a little upset about it, but I’m sure they will recover.
It seems the cold is playing havoc with my sinuses/head, so I headed to bed early to get some shut eye and rest. Need to remember to get some Dayquil.
Chris and I are spending the holidays over at the in-laws in Gilmer Country. It was a nice day, and we have been relaxing prior to the dinner. Chris’s mom cooks very well, though like most southern women, she spends a great deal of time in the kitchen. In a way I’m glad we changed my mother’s thinking on Christmas dinner, though we had 100F weather to help in that decision.
Got some great things for Christmas, and as usual, I’m very fortunate to be spending my holiday season with the man I love and our boyz (pooches). Chris’s parents aren’t overly comfortable with “us” being together, but they are making a huge effort, and I respect them for that. Chris’s mom is quite wonderful and makes visits all that more better.
Ah … we must be in the country – a gun shot. Something I’ll never get used to … but that is why I live where I do.
Nearly time for dinner, and some “family” time.